What Bruce neglects to mention, for various reasons, was what
he had done to Joe Chill during the dawn of Batman ‒ when
rumours and myths of the caped crusader's existence was unveiled,
when criminals and unjust alike concealed their former, brazen
selves from the night, Bruce would seek out Joe, now an old man,
plagued with regret that an abundance of time could not heal. As
Batman, he saw that regret and infected it some more, by openly
revealing himself to the ex-criminal, giving him the very gun used
to kill his parents no less. Suffice to say, Joe Chill would be in the
newspapers once more, but it would read of his own demise.
Another sip would render his orange juice naught, whereupon a
small gulp followed and he jests by saying, “I know they would
disapprove of my living habit sometimes, especially the whole
socializing bit, I give my butler Alfred enough grief with some
of my... nightly routines, but nothing too risky.”