"That sounds rough," She said when he told her it was all he'd ever known, but he probably didn't even realize that if it was all he'd ever known in life. "Maybe you could..." She shrugged, "Maybe you could use this time while you're here to try something new?" She suggested, trying to be gentle about it, to not let her initial assessment of him color her tone or her opinions. "You know, since your master isn't here now, you can do things you might not have the chance to regularly."
She tried to understand the differences in his world. Both the idea of him being taken from his family and given to someone to raise as a sort of apprentice, but as well as this idea of either not recognizing your emotions, or using things like rage for strength. She didn't think she'd truly be able to understand any of it but it worried her that when he talked about embracing his emotions that rage was the emotion he mentioned.
"What about other emotions? Things like love or fear even?" Fear was a great motivator of course, but love more than anything was what drove Barbara. The love she had for her family, for Dick and Bruce and her friends, for Gotham - she couldn't do what she did without those feelings.
She wasn't sure what to make of his world the sort of dividing lines between what he did and what the Jedi did. It was interesting watching the light saber float, an illustration of an invisible force in all things, but it was all a little bit more complicated than that. "Sounds like a world with a lot of rules."