I jumped when I heard Bruce 's voice , and I turned to find him standing about ten feet away , an expression of amusement on his face . He wore normal clothes , jeans and a polo shirt ... it was hard to imagine him running through Gotham in the dark of night wearing a black cape and bat mask . `` We need to talk , '' I muttered , and walked towards him , feeling the anger bubbling inside of me .
`` Yes , '' Bruce agreed , and I suddenly gave him a hard shove , clenching my hands into fists at my sides .
Emotion: Anger