Bruce ran, having seen Enigma's desperation in her words. He did not want to think about who this man was, and he wasn't wiling or ready to do so. for now, he was wanting to just be what he was, a doctor.
He skidded down the Beach and moved, eyes traveling, scanner out and reading. He kept seeing so many who were not even close to alive and he swore as he did so.
Damn it.
He finally spotted Enigma and forced himself to head for her and the body she clutched.
"Enigma! Is that him? How is he?" He jogged carefully toward her.