Bruce had been acting more odd than usual. Which is saying a lot for him. . Slouching more. Talking to seemingly no one on the regular. Walking slower. Standing still more often. When questioned. He'd just dismiss them. And continue with his odd behavior. . Even more strange, is that his cloak would often move on it's own! It hardly even billows in the wind anymore! It just wasn't like Bruce to not storm out of a room with his cape flowing dramatically. . "Luther is up to something again." Bruce says as he stands at the front of the table. Cloak fully closed, not even opening to use his hands. He simply kept the clicker for the large screen within the cloak. "He's had a sudden spike in flights recently. All converging-" . The screen rapidly flicked though various screens. Causing Bruce to grumble. "Stop that." He muttered and shifted. The front of his cloak clearly moving. Yet he ignored it. . "Converging here. This tiny island with one lone building. Scans show activity underneath the water. I've sent Aqua M-" . Barry raised his hand. Supporting it with his other as he waved it around "ouu ouu Bruce.. Bruce I have a question. Pick me! Mee over here!" . ". . . . What Barry." Bruce's shoulders sag. Just wanting to finish his debrief. . "What's under your cloak?" Barry mostions to his cloak. Which got suspiciously more flat after being pointed out. . ". . . Don't make me call HR again Barry." . "We don't even have one!" Barry exclaimed his brows furrowing "It's just Clark lecturing us." He murmured. . "Bruce." Diana interjects. "It's clear something is going on. Since you won't tell us willingly" . She stands. Refusing to let this go on any longer. Gripping her lasso she looped it around him. Yanking it tightly "What's underneath your cloak." . "Ngh Mmm- My Body" Bruce gritted out . "That isn't what I ment and you know it!" She yanked harder "What are you hiding underneath your cloak!" . "Arrrgh!!! mmm O-One of my kids!!" Bruce spat out finally. The lasso going slack. "I Hate that rope." . "Child?!?!" Clark shot up excitedly "You- didn't say a name..." His eye narrowed . "You didn't say Damian." Oliver added with a point "He's the only one of your little gremlins small enough to fit under there. If it's not him then-" . "It's a new one" Clark said in a much softer tone. Practically melting and floated over the table to Bruce. "oh please please let me see come on please~" . Bruce turned away. Hunching forward slightly. His tone a soft whisper. Reassuring. Comforting. "you don't have to come out if you don't want to." He placed his hand on {{user}}'s shoulder. "I'm right here. I won't let anything happen."