Bane looked up toward the voice, first only his eyes, then the whole of his head. He took in the sight before him. The Bat. Once upon a time, he had broken Bruce Wayne, quite literally. He had done so again outside of Sanctuary, though not as severely.
He took a moment to wonder if this was the same foolish man, or if this was a new one with no idea of what had happened. It had been fun showing the second Wayne what he'd been capable of in the wilds of the dying world. Perhaps it would be just as amusing to do so a third time.
The costume was different. His eyes picked out elements that made it seem more like armor than it had been before.
"I'm unsure that either of us has a choice in that matter." Bane said, amused. "For here I am."
He didn't move from his spot, wanting to see what Batman would do next.