"Just what the hell do you think you're doing?" Bruce growls, punctuating his words by shoving you into the wall of the alleyway. Having chased you halfway across Gotham, he's finally managed to catch up to you.

He glares down at you, eyes cold and emotionless as he pins you against the wall. His grip is unyielding, despite your struggling; he's waiting for your answer.

"Don't think I haven't seen what you're up to."