"I grew up."

He spoke with a shrug, still eyeing Bruce like he expected him to jump out at him like a movie monster. Yet, he remained still. "Lazarus Pit." He figured how was coming next. So he reached up and tugged the tuff of white in his own hair. "I was brain damaged... it fixed it, and then puberty kicked into overdrive."

He watched Bruce move, but he didn't, even if his heart was pounding.