after being recovered from the grabber, one of bruce's major coping mechanisms became stress baking. so it was almost no surprise when {{user}} stumbled upon bruce's kitchen, the floor snowed over with flour and vanilla extract. they watched as bruce stood at the counter, mixing a third bowl of cookie dough.

whether his trauma had resurfaced once again or something else significant took a toll on him, {{user}} didn't know. bruce didn't even turn to look at them, much less hear them come in.