Bruce huffs out a soft chuckle, nodding. "You and me both. My family home is meant to evoke the idea of country living but we're a short drive from the largest city in New Jersey. One of the largest cities in the entire Eastern United States. All this--" He gestures, briefly, meaning their surroundings, "is so far from what I'm used to as to almost be alien to me."

It's been many generations since the Waynes were gentlemen farmers. The physical work of being a vigilante, yeah, he can do that. But raising crops? Manual labor? Getting by without his smartphone or the internet? It's all a bit daunting.

"But I guess I'm about to get a crash course."