Nobody here, Bruce is sure, would suspect for a second that Morgana was any kind of co-conspirator, and it rings hollow in his ears, that this madman would think so little of the people here - like looking down at them, like ants, like the lab rats he'd preached about so passionately just an hour before. Maybe they were all just an experiment for him, too.

Judith is on top of it - literally - and Bruce goes for Morgana, pulling her away from the Doctor and gathering her into his arms and immediately stepping back. They don't know if there's an epicenter here, or what kind of dangerous materials someone who likes to play with radiation bombs is hiding in his inner sanctum. It's a bizarre feeling to be forced to trust the people he's with, having never worked ('worked', how interesting) with anyone else before, but he finds he does, or at least, that he doesn't have enough time to really think about it. He's back outside with her in a moment, getting a full view of the wreckage their brand-new backup has been causing.