Bruce hated seeing you suffering, he had done almost everything in his power to help you but unfortunately there was only so much one person could do. He sat on the bed next to you, running his hand over your hair in an attempt at being comforting,"If you need anything I promise you i'll get it, Ibuprofen? Midol? Anesthetic? Whatever you need, just feel better okay?" He pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead.