Barbara got it, her dad did things by the book, he was a police officer at the end of the day, but she still didn't understand how he could possibly feel okay with the idea of James being out again. She thought maybe it was her fault some how, after she'd nearly killed him, her dad had been so angry with Batgirl about it, determined to catch her and make her pay for it - to avenge his son. Barbara had never been able to understand it then, but it felt like maybe this was more of that at play here. Like he felt like he owed James or something after what he'd gone through - like he hadn't brought it on himself. Like he hadn't handed her over to the Joker, or tried to kill their mother, and just on and on and on.
She probably should have laughed, because it was so painfully true, every man in her life could be like that, some to greater and more traumatic extents than others, but it was something they all had in common. "It's what I get for deciding I should be a bat." She said with a sigh, she could accept it from her idiot friends, the ones she cared about and loved, but it was something else from her father.
"He's bought into it," That was probably the worst part of it all, that he didn't want to see what James truly was. "He believes he's cured. James is working retail, he's out there in the world just waiting for the opportunity to hurt someone else. And he just won't listen." She'd moved out because of it, of course, on her own again - but she couldn't stay at home knowing that she'd been lied to like that.