Bruce began to unbuckle his seatbelt, his face from at Barbara's words. After turning to face her, his hand set on the door handle, he spoke firmly. "Let's hope that they don't." He stepped out of the car and shut the door behind him, still thinking of the horrid possibility of Reflex's group getting stronger. 

Richard had arrived at the manor earlier that day, he was still on the couch watching television, his hand wrapped in protective gauze.