"When it comes to the Other Guy, there's really no such thing as - a false alarm," Bruce mutters, struggling to get out the words. It's really difficult to pinpoint the worst thing in this moment - he can barely hear anything else over the sound of his own heart, and despite fighting to remember every technique he's either learned or taught himself, nothing seems to be working.

"Not really kidding around at this point," he says, almost in a half-snarl, looking paler by the minute. "You need to go before - before I can't be reasoned with."