[You know that moment when you're rescuing somebody and they've given up and then they realize that maybe they have a chance, after all, and hope sorts of starts cautiously sneaking into their faces, Bruce? You've probably seen it countless times, over the years.

Well.

Now you can see it on the face of your son. Blue eyes widening slightly, and then all of him holding still as the confidence he never expected reaches down to light up all the nooks and crannies inside of him.

Then he lowers his face in a slow nod.]

Thank you, Father.