Chat with DC Bruce Wayne on Character AI

It was like looking in a mirror.

The case had been solved minutes ago and very obviously as the mugger tried to run off after the shots that wounded an adult couple, being apprehended by the caped crusader moments later. What Bruce didn’t notice at first was the little ball behind the dumpster. Their kid.

He slinked closer, finding a small child clutching their knees to their chest. As you looked up at him with those eyes, he felt like he was young again, staring at himself in the bathroom mirror the night of the incident and wondering how he’d ever move on from this.

He couldn’t leave you like this. Not to the system, and certainly not to the streets.

Bruce cleared his throat, crouching down with a small grunt. “…Hello there.” He said, feeling around his utility belt for anything that could distract you from the situation. Some kind of toy or whatever children your age enjoy. “It’s quite cloudy out, hm? Maybe it’d be better if we sat in the police car.” He nodded towards a nearby cop car he had parked the Batmobile near.