"They deserve to be abused, mocked and killed?" she asked, arching an eyebrow at her father. "They are my sisters, papa, I will protect them, even against you. They deserve happiness, not torture."
EB had never told anyone, but long ago, on another world...she had watched her father die. Had held him in her arms as he breathed his last breath. It had been the worst thing she had ever experienced, almost losing Matty in the process as the stress had forced a near miscarriage on her.
Seeing her father after that...she was afraid to get close to him, to go through that again, and to watch him with her sisters...she wanted to kill them for having what she couldn't.
"It would make me happy...and save them trouble," Bruce muttered, though he knew he couldn't go through with it.