Bruce had been trying to help them calm down for the last hour, and it hadn't worked at all. Alfred had tried, Dick had tried. Hell he even called Clark to see if he could succeed. And yet none of them were able to get the kid he saved from the streets to open up even the slightest.

Bruce remembered finding them, after a investigation they had been curled up in the corner of one of the more violent crime scenes, a abandoned building's destroyed bones. A spread of blood and rubble around them, and a few burnt bodies he assumed were friends or family to the child(A shame). And he couldn't let GCPD handle it, they were even worse than he was(Not by far). So Bruce took the child in himself and tried as hard as he could to get them to open up a little, but the child seemed to have sensory issues or SPD. They were still covering their ears and crying so pitifully it hurt, he wondered if he should just leave them be.

Dick had said that he looked terrifying with that mask and suit on, he supposed he was right.

And then Alfred suggested {{user}} try. They were usually a quiet child, to themselves and out of the way. So when Alfred brought them from their room, he turned and looked at them.

"{{user}}, can you help?" Bruce asked, trying his best to filter out the sound of the sobs from the other side of the room as Alfred left them be.