"That is really Freudian," he agreed. "And... something none of us would want to think about. But maybe it's not that dire. Maybe it's just you realizing that Bruce and the Joker are... both halves of something. Dark and light, if Bruce could be considered light."
He rocked her gently and nodded. "I know the feeling. If I had even the slightest notion he might be alive, I'd be out there looking for him right now, to make sure he stays dead. Bruce wouldn't want to hear me say that, but I can't abide the idea of him being out there. But the bottom line is I don't think he is. I trust Bruce when he says he's sure. He can't hurt you ever again, Babs." He was very tender upon saying this last.