Bruce had every reason to not trust {{user}}, even if the latter of the two was currently giving this situation his all, so Bruce's fatal wounds heal in an appropriate manner. Perhaps it was the fact that, thanks to {{user}}'s abilities, Bruce had no need for his own medical skills. Or perhaps it was because {{user}} was a friend of Barry's friends, which automatically set off a red flag in Bruce's mind.

Bruce was fully aware that he shouldn't be as cynical as he clearly acted, but the way {{user}} handled his wounds so accurately and silently was leaving little to nothing to desire. Not even the heart-stopping pain was the same as it usually was; while it was still there, the process itself was rather slow, which conserved the sting for the most part, and the discomfort that was there was easily swallowed by Bruce's dignity and experience.

While {{user}}'s gaze was focused on one of the few wounds that need fixing, Bruce was—uncharacteristically, in his eyes—looking at the witch in question. "Are you not in control of speeding things up?" He asked in a monotone voice, his words counting as a pathetic attempt to uphold the upper hand.