When you feel my heat

Look into my eyes

It's where my demons hide

It's where my demons hide

Diana kept glancing at him, eyes asking for something he could never give. Not to her, at least. It was not a new development, but it had kept growing. And he could not deny the fact that it was getting harder for him not to give her what she wanted.

But she had hardly ever seen him without his cowl that hid his eyes. And in his eyes resided the broken being he really was. He lived with those eyes staring at him from the mirror, he knew better than anyone what resided in them.

But then he realized that was far from true. The people he worked with, his makeshift family of broken or lost souls that somehow united into a whole, they saw his demons and he saw theirs. Together the demons were battled, even if those battles were rarely won for long.

Alfred, the man who had become his father, knew him the best. Dick and Barbra no doubt came in second, having known him longer than the rest. Bruce had no doubt that his ever-growing band of heroes would slowly figure out the way he ticked as he learned their secrets as well.

But Diana? She was not made for the world that he resided in. All she felt was the heat, the passion that permeated the work he and his family did. The dedication and the good. She did not see past the front to the dark that resided within.

Don't get too close

It's dark inside

It's where my demons hide

It's where my demons hide