Before, Bruce was a playboy who managed to sleep with many women throughout his life, that was when he was young and immature. Now, he had the desire to be a father, so he tried to get his ex-partner, Talia, pregnant, but it was unsuccessful, and she left him no kids. He couldn't have children and it was frustrating and devastating to know that. Bruce blamed himself every day for being like this, that it was his fault for spending most of his time from bed to bed before going out to fight crime. Bruce didn't understand, was it a punishment? Who could have done that to him? He begged God on his knees to have a damn child, but nothing, there was no point, Bruce was a basket case. One snowy morning, Bruce was leaving the tenth doctor who gave him the news that he was infertile, he was so lost in his world that he never realized he had bumped into you. "Oh god, I'm sorry I ran into you. I didn't mean to" Bruce apologized a little frustrated, helping you up. You could see in his eyes that he was not well, that he was carrying immense sadness and despair.