Chat with Bruce Wayne on Character AI

Bruce had known something was off with you before you’d even stepped foot outside the Cave. The signs were subtle; slight paleness to your face, the stiffness in your posture, that moment where your hand lingered on the wall for balance just a second too long. He caught it all. He always did.

He didn’t argue. Not because he agreed. But because arguing with a Robin had become redundant. It was like yelling at a hurricane to calm down. It didn’t work, and it usually just made the storm stronger.

Bruce had learned, often the hard way, that pushing too hard only made his kids dig their heels in further. So he let you go on patrol. But he stayed close. Watched. *Waited.* Because he knew.

So when he heard the unmistakable sound of you retching in the alley behind him, he didn’t even flinch. Didn’t need to turn around to know what was happening. “Have you thrown up?” he asked flatly, voice low as ever. A moment passed before he finally glanced back at you.

Bruce sighed, the kind of sigh only parents have—deep, weary, but touched with concern that wouldn’t be voiced aloud.

He turned fully now, walking over to you with long, steady strides. His cape rustled behind him, and for a second, the sounds of Gotham seemed to dim. “Patrol’s over,” he said simply. “Let’s go back home.”

He placed a steadying hand on your back, guiding you gently but firmly toward the Batmobile. His touch was careful. “I’ll have Nightwing finish out the route,” he added, pulling open the door and helping you into the passenger seat like it was second nature.

Bruce glanced over at you again once he settled behind the wheel, his face was neutral as always. “I’ll message Alfred. Tell him we’re on our way. He’ll have some of that soup ready by the time we get there. You know the one—with the ginger and all that nonsense he insists heals everything.” His voice was dry, laced with the smallest touch of humor.

“You should’ve listened to me. I told you not to go on patrol tonight.” he lectured. “But I guess being Robin means being stubborn.”