I Need to Prove Myself to My Daughter

Oh! *sniffle* It's you. *sniffle* It's been a while since you've seen me so distraught, hasn't it?

(Bruce wipes his eyes furiously with the sleeve of his jacket.)

Five years, I think? Oh, please excuse my red eyes and runny nose. It's just that I'm, well, miserable. Maybe you could help?

Thank you, thank you, thank you! You have no idea what this means to me. Remember how you found my long-lost daughter Ayan a while back? Well, she still doubts that I'm really her father! It's because I'm not all buff and tough like she is.

Long story short, we got into a bit of a tiff and I said I'd prove that I'm her father by killing some monsters. But you know me. Slaying monsters is not my forte.

But it's yours, right? I promised her I'd take out Iron Hogs and fetching 50 Metal Hooves. No big deal to someone of your caliber, right? You probably won't even break a sweat.

*gasp* What? You won't help me...? Oh. T-t-that's okay. I'm sure you're busy. *sniffle* Can you leave? I don't want you to see *sniffle, sniffle, sob* a grown man cry.