Bruce had almost forgotten about his brawl with Logan, and it wasn't like he had set out to fight the first vampire he ran into, it just happened that Bruce had been in the wrong place at the wrong time. Honestly, Bruce should've just let Logan take his blood, they wouldve been one less a vampire with all of the radiation cycling through his blood system, making him utterly volitile as a vampire snack. Maybe he would do that next time, because he wanted to save the city any more time with the other guy, and some more cosmetic damage.
It hadnt been that long since the evening supernatural brawl, and of course Bruce hadnt really remembered everything that occurred, and wouldn't have even recalled where he had been that might considering the buildings shifted on their own. The scene itself could be strewn apart by miles, or perhaps the damaged buildings stay together and rebuild. He didn't know.
Bruce happened to be strolling down the street, using his watch to track the buildings for no particular reason, just to make sure his chips were still working. He turned a corner, and noticed that this building had sustained some sort of damage, and he thought about how odd that was. He heard a clank from above and paused, looking up to see a woman climbing up the ladder of a fire escape, wondering what she was doing there. It wasn't uncommon, nothing really was anymore, but he couldn't help but be curious. "Looking for something?" He inquired, politely, hoping not to frighten her.