Why not? x.com/MarkingOfCain/…

What if he starts it? x.com/MarkingOfCain/…

/No/ promises. x.com/MarkingOfCain/…

/Yes./ x.com/MarkingOfCain/…

She'll have to get over it. . And get over /Mila/. . . x.com/MarkingOfCain/…

Oh, /nothing/. . . x.com/MarkingOfCain/…

Cue two blinks, and a confused expression. . Followed by a sigh, as he lightly hugged his daughter in return.

Maybe just a little. He's not a big hugger.

He doesn't know where she gets it from. But, he's glad she would rather hug him than attempt to murder him.

She's been with Bruce too long. Correct. He's not weak, like she's become.

He still hates the Batmans guts. But he still loves his daughter. Despite how far she has strayed from what he wanted her to become.

The only one to raise her was David. Bruce simply made her weak. She's still an assassin at heart.

David raised her to become the perfect weapon, and bodyguard, to Ra's Al Ghul. She was better off with him.

Well, than. . He. . Doesn't know. He wouldn't of killed her. . Probably toss her out, though.

Maybe. Depending where he tosses her out too.

How does she know?

. . Fair enough. She has a point. He genuinely cares about Cassandra. He doesn't give a fuck about Marque or Mad dog.

Casually watching his daughter, 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐀 𝐂𝐀𝐈𝐍-𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐍𝐄. Arms crossed. No words. Not stalking, though. He's out in the open. He knows her life.

He made another knife.. Another perfect knife. Extremely sharp. Easy to hide. Perfect balance. Another gift for his daughter. It's on her bed now. While he's at a bar. Early Christmas gift, you can call it..

Maybe.