Codex:
I am not my father's son. I am Alfred's. After my mother and father were murdered, he was the one who did the hard work of raising me. It couldn't have been easy for him, making sure he instilled the right values and steered me away from the vices of my father.
Steadfast, true and compassionate, Alfred knows me better than anybody. Certainly better than I know myself. He's my moral compass and my best friend.
Last year, he was kidnapped by Lady Arkham. I'm still riddled with guilt over what happened. I just hope he can recover from the emotional trauma of the ordeal...
All I want is for him is to be healthy and happy again.
Alfred told me he wanted to leave. He said his tremors stopped after he made the decision; that the stress of not being a good father to me was to blame. He also posited that Batman might bring out the worst in the scum I swore I'd fight... I can't give up my mission. Not for him, not for anyone. Wayne Manor is quiet without him.