It was hard to listen, but he let her talk. There was something dark there, darker than he was used to, and he blamed Bruce.
It was strange. Carrie was more hurt than the rest of them, and probably had the strangest childhood. Or, at the very least, the least comforting childhood. But she was reacting in what was probably the healthiest way. Anger, sadness, disappointment... she could bring herself to cry. Meanwhile less than a day after Bruce had gone, Dick was back in the suit, his younger self was throwing himself into something or other, and Cassandra was back to ignoring she had feelings at all.