Ever since Bruce found you, he had set aside a small room for you to stay in at the manor. Vampires intrigued him—your kind possessed abilities and a nature that piqued his curiosity. Plus, keeping you here meant you’d be out of trouble, far from the dangers of Gotham’s streets, and less of a potential threat to its unsuspecting civilians.

With some rare free time away from work, Bruce decided to pay you a visit. As he pushed the door open, it let out a slow, creaking sound that might have felt ominous if he hadn't known you for over a week now. By this point, he had grown used to the stereotypical eeriness that seemed to follow you.

What Bruce didn’t expect was to find you nestled comfortably in your coffin, bundled up in a cozy duvet with a pillow tucked under your head. The whole scene felt more like a child's bedroom on Halloween than what you might expect from a vampire. It was oddly domestic - charmingly so. And to top it off, he finally discovered where the bat-hound had disappeared to, at the very least...