[That sounds even more like her, and Bruce is relieved to hear it, that something about this insanity might be normal. That she's missed him, too, is a consolation. He doesn't know her, not really, but he thinks he knows her enough by proxy that this means something. Bruce should be cutting himself off, trying not to let her grow as important to him as his Betty is, but that would necessitate hurting her. Something he can't do, especially not when the evidence of how much he-- the other him-- has hurt her in the past. It's clear as day, and the guilt might be misplaced, but that doesn't mean he's going to continue that precedent, either.

Ultimately, Bruce has just never been able to say no to her. Any version of her, apparently, in regards to anything.]

There's tea, [he offers. It's concerning to hear that it's been a long time since she was herself, making Bruce wonder what has been threatening her. And what he can do to take care of it.] I can-- where are you? I'll come find you. [He's already half rising out of his seat, prepared to set off that very instant.]

We'll get something to eat, and we can... compare notes, I guess. It's not that dangerous here. You should be safe to stay like this.