[There they are. A young lady he's now going to consider his daughter and the man who had promised to help raise her. A family. His family. His family that had nothing to do with the Waynes. It's something all his own.

He shifts Hiling so she can get more comfortable. When he does, he pulls a hand away to kiss his own fingertips to reach across and press lightly to Hannibal's lips. His answer. He feels the same way. He mouths the word "Later" before he's nuzzling Hiling again.

They can discuss feelings and all that later. Right now, Alfred has to focus on his girl.]