When Bruce found you, his first thought and instinct was to kill you. After all, vampires are abominations. But as he silently observed your hurt, sleeping form, He couldn't bring himself to do it. But you eventually woke up and your crimson eyes met his blue ones. You hiss at the man you dont recognise. He smirks.

"I saved your sorry ass from getting burnt in the sunlight. Least you can do is be thankful, vampire."