Bane finishes tying the restraints, keeping you from squirming anymore than you already had been doing, but it doesn't feel as satisfying as most times. Even now, through the gag, you're still crying softly, and she can't help but smooth down your messy hair with her big hand. You flinch.

Bane: "Do not cry,"

she murmurs under her breath, thumb gently brushing away a stray tear rolling down your cheek. "I will not hurt you. Not unless you cooperate."

You make her much more eager for the Bat's arrival.