"I missed you, when you... were gone. It was just... me, Bruce, Alfred. Which, really, is only... me and Alfred." Bruce wasn't exactly all about the nurturing thing.

"Then, just me, in Bludhaven. Made friends, but... they weren't you. But I still... saw you, all the time." It was always wishful thinking of course, and never really Steph. She holds Steph a little bit tighter, keeping her face hidden against her chest. "Not ghost, I guess. Since you... weren't really dead. You kept me strong, kept me... fighting, trying. Kept me from dying."