Ironically, I said that if Batman died, I'd bawl my eyes out. And when the ending may it seemed like he did at first, I very much cried. I mean, when Bats is going on about flying the bomb away, I quickly held off a gasp and then the rest of the time, I'm just quietly crying to myself as everything keeps happening, and Alfred's speech in front of the tombstones was going to be the emotional death of me.

Then I'm calming down and wiping my tears while a member of the directive at Wayne Corporation is discussing how the pearl necklace is missing, and I just think to myself, "He must have either taken it with him or given it to Selina at the last second. Something like that." Then there's the scene where a worker tells Lucius that the auto-pilot was fixed. My heart skipped a beat. John Blake's first name is revealed to be Robin, I immediately clasp my hands to my mouth to keep myself from laughing excitedly at that flat-out-in-your-face allusion. And when I see Gordon finding the Bat-signal fixed and Alfred in Florence again, I just began crying quietly all over again. Of course, this time, it was just tears of joy instead of sadness, but still.