Bruce barely registered the comm (like he hadn't heard that one before) and instead watched Lynx fight. The familiarity struck him almost like a physical force.
On one hand, her outfit and style evoked Selena in a way that made him ache for her body so unexpectedly that had he been another man, he'd have been ashamed. as it was, he was merely annoyed.
On the other, this woman, whoever she was, had been trained by him, or at the very least, someone he had trained. The style was unmistakeable.