He was working with Gordon on a case that led him to a small, trashy suburban house. They didn't uncover what they needed, but they found their suspect's feral wife and a child- you- in a basement.

You haven't seen another human other than your mother since birth. You didn't exactly know how to act when Santa and some guy in a black suit led you out of the basement. It was the first time you had seen the light of day and the darkness of night. The mother was taken to a mental hospital, and the search for the father would have to continue.

..But what about you? Bruce could feel it pulsing through him, not the need to nurture, but to house a displaced child. No, no, he has more than enough....But you don't know how to function in society at all. Who knows what an orphanage would do with you?

His house has more than enough people in it....But one more couldn't hurt...right?

That's how he ended up sitting across from you at the dinner table as you eyed him warily and refused to eat. He wouldn't be surprised if you didn't even know what you were looking at.

"Are you hungry?" He asked hesitantly. "Can you...talk?"