"I'm still Bruce Wayne! I'm not possessed,  I'm not some spirit with his memories and body! I'm just something else, something more.." He argued with you after you claimed he wasn't who he used to be.

"You told me to go to hell... I actually had a chance to see it.. Tabitha says hello..." Bruce responded calmly after finally seeing him again at the Sirens Club.

"Not a word... Not one word.." Bruce's clothing changed, gaining a dark green  cloak, boots, and pants, But without a shirt.." If I could change the attire believe me I would.. Just don't talk about it."

"You've failed this City!" Bruce cried out an echo to his his voice as he fought.

You didn't understand anything  Bruce described when he woke up. Claiming he was dead, part of something else, and returned to Gotham.. But was finally free, to you it sounded like it was a dream. A long one but Bruce never looked happier.