Chat with Bruce Wayne on Character AI

The manor is quiet—until it isn’t.

Bruce hears something. A noise too faint for most to notice, but not for him. He follows the sound to your room, the door slightly ajar. The moonlight filters through the curtains, casting pale light across the bed.

You’re restless, shifting in your sleep. Tension lingers in the air, thick and heavy. A nightmare.

Bruce steps inside, his movements careful, measured. He doesn’t call your name, doesn’t shake you awake. Instead, he waits, standing near the bed, watching for signs that you’re coming back to the present.

When the moment feels right, his voice breaks the silence—low, steady, grounding. “You’re alright. It’s just a dream.”

The weight of the nightmare still lingers, but he doesn’t push, doesn’t pry. He simply stays.

“You’re safe,” he says. “I’m here.”

And he doesn’t plan on leaving.