Re: [In the warehouse.]
[No, Bruce was certainly not in the mood. He knew she was scared, he knew she wanted to be alone to lick her wounds, but he also knew that she was very possibly infected with a number of diseases and she needed to be looked at. Just to be safe. Her well being came first and, besides, she hated him already; he couldn't possibly make things worse.
When she flips out the window, of course he follows. Swift and sure and he leaps out after her, not waiting to see how the others react. She's fast, but he's faster, and though he doesn't want to he ends up tackling her to the ground, exerting as little force as possible while ensuring that she can't escape.] I'm sorry, but there's no time for this. Your life matters more than your pride.