A few days after he losing his parents and killing that man, and suffering in silence Bruce neeeded to talk to someone.
" I need to know if by picking up the gun and shooting him, does that make me as bad as him? Am I evil? Was I right taking a life? Would my parents want this? And what's wrong with me on the inside? I feel cold, I feel empty, like something drowning my fear, my..guilt... Your older then me. You have to have the answers."

He said his eyes red from tears. Practically begging.