Bruce in turn draws in on himself, shoulders hunching in a way that makes him seem shorter the closer she is to him. He's not sure what he expected from her when he saw her again - if he saw her again - but for the simple fact that he hadn't even thought about it, any reaction at all is a shock to him.

A pretty unpleasant one too, what with the tone in her voice, and the ice cold look she gives him. He opens his mouth to answer, but it takes him a moment to manage to say anything, his voice a little cracked and quiet.

"Trish. I..." Feeling his throat dry, he pauses, licking his lips and swallowing. "Hi."