[ She'll have to excuse him if it takes him a while to get used to it. Figures her hair could do that, though, if her name was anything to go by. Either way, Bruce is good at keeping on a neutral face if nothing else, and focusing on what she's saying instead, he nods, gladly stepping towards her and farther away from that door.

Inwardly, he's grateful she got there when she did. He doesn't even want to think how far that strange compulsion would've taken him, how much he could've done without even realizing it, if only she hadn't stepped in. ]

Sure. Yes, we— we can do that. I could use some insight anyway, since I've been trying to figure out how the Ingress malfunctioned.