[He can understand her bitterness. In a way he shares those same feelings too - not knowing enough is what landed him in his own situation after all. One that he can never come out from now. A destiny he's stuck to and without anything to change that. There was only one way once one became what he is now. At least there was a simplicity in that which he could appreciate.

Unconsciously he rubs at his wrists, a habit more than anything else when the uncertainty rises up within him, at times threatening to overwhelm. He wishes he could know more, had the knowledge to help... but the fact is that is not much he can do as much as he wants to otherwise. What can one like him manage besides the worst?]

Uncertainty and the unknown has always been what drove people to fear. [A fact Bruce knows all too well.] And I suppose understanding the unknown has never been the best trait of people here. They're more inclined to beat it dead first before actually trying to understand.