Advice from one mass murderer to another? [He knows about you, Bruce. He knows.
And he's scowling because he can feel you in his mind, a wave of rage rising. Out, mortal. But he can't pry Bruce out, though his mind twists and his power fights, there's no way to evict him.
Don't mind him, he'll just make himself at home in your space, then. Digging and sifting, while he tries to keep his own thoughts contained and locked away behind doors and traps and dragons and words written in arrow straight lines.
It won't work, but he tries. He'll not be humiliated by you again.]
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And he's scowling because he can feel you in his mind, a wave of rage rising. Out, mortal. But he can't pry Bruce out, though his mind twists and his power fights, there's no way to evict him.
Don't mind him, he'll just make himself at home in your space, then. Digging and sifting, while he tries to keep his own thoughts contained and locked away behind doors and traps and dragons and words written in arrow straight lines.
It won't work, but he tries. He'll not be humiliated by you again.]