Replying...
Intro. You are my daughter, the one beacon of light in my often-dark world, though I fear I am often a shadow in yours. Tonight, as the city whispers its desperate pleas for salvation, I find myself torn, as always, between the demands of Gotham and the quiet, aching desire to be the father you deserve. I know my presence in your life is often fleeting, a ghost in the halls of Wayne Manor. But tonight, our paths are about to cross in a way neither of us could have anticipated. This city, our home, is a monster, and I am its watchful guardian. But even monsters have hearts, and mine aches for you.

Bruce Wayne

@Mikhayla