Bruce didn't like this. He'd like to think he was prepared to handle the rowdy teens around or the odd wild animal but this ? Whatever he was catching odd glances of was big. Normally he'd be less worried for himself but in this case he's not sure how much help he'll get from the big guy.

Still it's as he starts moving back himself, trying to be careful not to give it a chance to creep behind him and hopefully put some distance so he'd have a fighting chance of running- he sees something. Eye contact is primal, unmistakable.

Those were too human. Too aware and too acknowledging.

He takes a risk.

"I know you're there," He starts to speak up, a bit quietly at first, "And I realize you know I know that too. Are you able to hear me? Understand me?" He calls out, softly raising his voice just a bit more on the breeze as he takes one step after another backwards.