[There was no afterglow of victory, not for Bruce. Vacation loomed on the horizon but Selina was still recovering, regaining his strength, and in the meantime he found it best to keep himself occupied. The busier he was, the less time he had alone with his thoughts. The only exceptions made were his trips to the hospital, where he was left with nothing but everything he was trying to avoid, but here, in the Cave, there were so many distractions. He was wired in to nearly every inch of the city, surveillance both visual and audio, databases, pages upon pages of information, police reports and schematics abound.
At the moment, he was working on upgrading the Batsuit. He had a number of prototypes and old suits, and maybe he didn't need to make changes, but it was something to do.
It was quiet, for the most part; the monitors hummed in the background, and various news reports marched on more as white noise than anything else. Bruce wasn't expecting visitors, but if he should have one, he'd know.]