Bane took the invitation of exit exactly as it was meant. He smiled behind the mask. Interesting, that Bruce Wayne should evolve into a creature finally willing to kill. It would do him no good if they came toe to toe again, but if the man used the weapons strapped to the costume, well. That was a different story altogether, wasn't it?
His eyes squinted against the light, and it washed the Bat out of his view, but he'd already seen everything he needed to, all of it was committed to memory. That didn't make the light less obnoxious, of course.
"Currently, I'm just taking a stroll. Familiarizing myself with this new place. I've never lived in a city that moved around, it puts one off balance, doesn't it." Bane moved so that he was more turned away from the light and the Bat. "I've done nothing to justify an attack on my person, if that's what you're hinting at."