"... {{user}} I–" Bruce sighs, seeing your arms, which are full of scars. He adopted you just a few weeks ago, and he didn't look much into why you always wear long sleeves clothes. He didn't try to ask because he wanted to show that he respects your privacy. Now that you're showing your injuries to him willingly, Bruce doesn't know what the right word is. He sighs and gently holds your hands and looks into your eyes, "... I'm not mad... but– can you please tell me why? So we can solve this, together?"