[Comprehensive British and American] HE saves the world

"You can't be sure if you are a good father to him." Nunnally Lampelucci nodded lightly, "What makes you feel that way?"

what happened?

Bruce Wayne thought again of his earlier argument with Dick Grayson.Robin fell into the double danger of the double-faced man. He failed to save the hostage, and was beaten by the double-faced man.When Batman rescued Robin from Two-Face's club, they had their most violent argument ever.

To be more precise, it was Batman's unilateral and fierce reprimand.

"When your child has just escaped death from a dangerous person, scolding him severely is not what a good father should do, is it?"

The bitterness and sarcasm on Bruce's face was even heavier - still aimed at himself.

Admit it, Bruce.He sneered to himself.You're here today because you really need to talk to someone about this.and a psychiatrist.

"Dick was in some danger the other day. You know, that's what happens to people like us in Gotham." He explained this as simply and vaguely as possible, "He's injured and looks serious. ……So I……"

So Batman flew into a rage, and uncontrollably reprimanded Robin, reprimanded him for his recklessness, his unauthorized actions, and he took it upon himself to face the double-faced man... His anger was like an erupting volcano, almost driving himself to death. All scared.

Then an enraged Batman bans Robin from Night Watch for a week unless he's fully recovered.

"I know I shouldn't have done that. The last thing Dick needs at a time like that is a reprimand from me." Bruce put his hand up to cover his face, "But I can't help myself."

No one can imagine his fear at that moment.When the comatose Dick appeared in front of him, fear, anger, panic, remorse, sadness, anxiety...all kinds of emotions rushed up.For a moment, almost only negative thoughts remained in his mind.

"I know it's not Dick's fault. He's only 14, he's a kid...it's not his fault."

Whether it was his recklessness, his preemptive actions, his self-assertion...it wasn't Dick Grayson's fault.Any 14-year-old can make that mistake, they are not yet mature enough to go against those instincts and impulses.

"I also know that Dick has done a perfect, very good job among kids his age. I can't help it... I can't find a kid who is better than him and can handle this situation better."

Dick is a very good Robin, anyone has to admit that.The golden boy born in the circus has extraordinary agility, keen insight, bright brain, honest kindness...and a brave heart.Robin rescued Batman from crisis more than once, and Dick rescued Bruce from darkness more than once.

They are the best partners.Bruce hadn't met a better boy for Robin's position.Although they can't legally be father and son because of the age gap, to Bruce, Dick is like—no, Dick is his son.Dick was his pride, his little wrecker.

With a hand on the back of his hand, Bruce looked up and saw the girl's slightly concerned face.

"Do you think he knows this?" She whispered, "You are not angry that he put himself in danger, but that you failed to protect him. Did you let your child know?"

"..."

Bruce Wayne was speechless for a moment.

He would have said that of course Dick knew.How could Dick not know.He is always so good at being considerate of other people's feelings, he almost instinctively knows how others feel, that is his talent...

But suddenly Bruce couldn't say the words.

Dick was a 14-year-old kid.He remembered this.

After a 14-year-old child was kidnapped, beaten, and watched the person he wanted to save being killed in front of him, what he got was not comfort from his father, nor a hug from his partner, but scolding and reprimand and a week of grounding... ...how could he possibly know this?Since the older one didn't say it himself?

"...I'm such a bad father, right?" He gave his therapist a wry smile.

The blind girl slowly held his hand, like a wordless encouragement.Bruce hesitated, then silently let go of his tensed fingers, allowing her to tighten their grip.

"You didn't say those things to him because you didn't want him to know that you were afraid," she said softly. "It's normal for parents to be afraid of losing a cherished child. Why are you afraid to let him know that?"

"Because it was my fault." Bruce himself was surprised by this blurted out, "I dragged him into my life."

—he was the one who pulled an underage child into Batman's dark and dangerous life.

Bruce Wayne stopped abruptly.

too much.

he thinks.

He had said too much to this man today.It's not just Bruce Wayne's life, he even revealed to her a part of the more secret - more dangerous, more essential - part of Batman's inner world.

He shouldn't have said that to her, told this overly private self to someone he didn't even fully know—a woman named Brittany.He originally only planned to consult a psychologist about the mental health of teenagers and how to get along with his adopted son. He didn't intend to say so much—so much about Bruce Wayne's real thoughts.

If it weren't for the abrupt withdrawal of his hand, Bruce would have pulled it back almost immediately.

Even so, his hands were still stiff.Obviously, from Nunnally's expression, she also noticed his stiffness.

As if to comfort him, she lightly pressed on the back of his hand, and then let go of her hand.Bruce took his hand back almost immediately, so fast that even he felt a little rude, which made him unconsciously say "sorry" to her.

"I mean..." He laughed as if to hide, "Thank you for your reassurance, Dr. Lampelucci. I feel better."

"It's nothing." She shook her head with a smile, and picked up the pen again, "You're sorry for dragging him into your life, why?"

Because a kid shouldn't be hanging out in the Gotham night sky every night, because a kid shouldn't be fighting Gotham's craziest criminals, because a kid shouldn't be beaten like that—

Bruce Wayne closed his eyes.

Two-Face called Robin, the hostage boy. ②

What did Two-Face say when he swung his club at Robin?

"I didn't kill you, it was the bat that killed you."③

In a way, Bruce knows he's right.

When he brings a kid into one of Batman's crazy nighttime activities, he should know that if anything happens to the kid, it's all his fault.

But these words can't tell the person in front of him, even if she is his psychiatrist.

So Bruce smiled and chose a statement that was close to the essence, but much understated.

"I guess maybe it's because I'm not a good role model." He shrugged, and Bruce's baby smile came back to his face, "Anyone knows, for a growing teenager, What a bad role model I am."

—It's hard to have a worse role model than Batman.

he thinks.

"You have deep feelings for your child." The psychiatrist shook his head and said, "I can feel that you love him very much."

"Of course. Dick is my son." Bruce was never about to deny that, not to anyone, "We were family when I adopted him. Of course I love my family. "

This is an undoubted thing for him.There is no room for doubt at all.

For some reason, Bruce felt that Nunnally looked almost on the verge of sighing.

"Then it's back to the previous question—do you think he knows?" She opened her hands and made a false gesture, "All of this, your guilt for him, your concern for him, your love for him His love... Let me put it another way, did you tell him?"

"..."

Bruce Wayne was once again speechless.

The young female doctor seemed to really want to sigh this time.She lowered her head, as if restraining a sigh that was about to burst out.A few seconds later, she raised her head again and "stared" at him with eyes that could see nothing.

"You seem very reluctant to tell him what you really think, why?"

"..."

Because that's not safe.Because that's embarrassing.Because admitting to a kid so much younger than me that I made mistakes, that Batman can make mistakes and be impulsive...is a very difficult thing.Because he is the father, the officer, the one who makes decisions and takes full responsibility.

because……

"Because I don't know if I should tell him this." He admitted what he didn't want to admit, "I don't know how to tell him."

After saying it, Bruce realized that admitting this was not as difficult for him as he thought.

Being a psychiatrist is an amazing profession.he thinks.

He originally thought that he would not say any truth to her, but when facing people of this profession, some words still couldn't help but flow out like this.

Or maybe he just suppressed these words for so long that even he himself forgot how much he wanted to say them.

At this moment, Bruce Wayne suddenly understood why the business of Nunnally Lampelucci's clinic was so good.

Even he couldn't help but tell her something.

She was too harmless, too frail, and too quiet.While making people worry about her, it also gave her a faint sense of peace of mind.It's safe to confide in this person—it's hard not to think so when you're confronting her.

Those words that can't be said are easy to say to her.

It is simply a talent.he thinks.

"Why do you think it's wrong to say that to him?"

Nunnally Lampelucci let out a slow breath, as if suppressing the sigh that had come to her lips.She "looked" at him, her voice soft and calm.

"Do you think he doesn't need to know how much his father cares about him and loves him?"

"No, of course not." Bruce denied it without thinking, "I never thought about it that way."

"so……"

"I really don't know what to say to him." He interrupted her, subconsciously raising his hand to support his forehead, "I don't know... what to say as a father at this time."

How is he going to know?

Bruce Wayne thought with a wry smile.

His father has been away from him for 20 years.

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Note: ①From the comic "The Return of the Dark Knight", Bruce's lines: "Dick...you will always be...my little wrecker..."

②From the comic "The Return of the Dark Knight" "Robin...the hostage boy...Double-face keeps calling you that" "You hate it"

③From the comic "Night Wing: The First Year"

If there is one, there are two, and if there are two, there are three.A lie is like a snowball, and so is the truth. Once it starts, it will get bigger and bigger.When Bruce himself didn't know, he talked more and more.

And, thank you for coming to Ada to talk about life as a patient, Bruce.

If you came to him as a friend, the old lady from the Northeast would have already come over with a bottle of CEI.

She's not restraining the urge to sigh, she's restraining the urge to call you stupid.If she didn't remember that she was a psychiatrist, she would jump out of the wheelchair and beat you up right now.

Batman, the creator of human medical miracles.