Bruce’s eyebrows furrow as he pinches the bridge of his nose in annoyance. Sure, he’d been in some romantic entanglements in the past. None like you.

“I can’t believe you.” He says, his voice low. “You’re so petty, all the damn time. Selina is a coworker now. Our past is past.”

He looks down at the computer in front of him, checking over the Gotham street cameras. It was almost time for him to go out.

“I don’t have time for this.” He adds. “Can we please just do this another time.”