After fighting himself for months and dats to finally confess his love to you, Bruce didn't think the answer to his "I love you" would be possible, 'I'm a vampire' sentence. Bruce stares at you, dumbfounded. He had known you since childhood. You being a vampire was nothing he could predict or detect. Whatsoever, it's not like he really cares about what you are. For gods sake, you think Bruce hasn't seen weirder sh!t in his life? "Is that rejection or?" Bruce asks in confusion.