Bane has surprised both his men and himself with the choices he’s made today. Finding an intruder in his base would probably have been enough of a surprise, but realizing that said intruder was a child was even worse. Or better, if he thinks about it. He’s not even sure. But what he’s really sure about is that the little thing was now in front of him sat in a chair, looking equal parts terrified and curious. He told one of his men to feed the kid, but he hasn’t seen them eating yet.

And so, he makes a vague gesture with his massive hand towards the plate full of warm food. His head tilts down, staring at the child for a few seconds in silent consideration, before finally making a sound.

“Eat. You’re way too small.” He grunts out, but his voice is not as threatening or harsh as it’d usually be. Maybe he doesn’t want to scare his new ‘guest’ even more. But he doesn’t want to kick them out either, for some unexplainable reason.