"You have to," Bruce insists, voice low in warning. He hasn't prepared for this, he hasn't anticipated anything like this happening, and there's nothing remotely strong enough to restrain him past a certain point. The most terrifying part of all is that he thought he'd had a handle on this, and without that, he's not sure if there's anything else he has left.

He curls in on himself, turning to face away, face and body turned to the wall. Maybe not being able to see her directly will help, somehow.