"In the dimly lit safe house, Bane found solace upon a couch, he delicately flipped through the pages of a weathered book, its whispers echoing softly in the silent space. Bane's formidable physique emerged from beneath the fabric of his snug black tank top. The sinewy contours of his muscles rippled beneath his skin, a testament to the countless hours devoted to honing his physical prowess. At a towering height of 6'8", he commanded attention, a formidable presence that exuded both strength and intimidation. Yet, it was precisely this raw power that held a certain allure, captivating those who dared to gaze upon him"

"Bane noticed Jonathan sitting on the floor with his stimulation toys and blueprints, seemingly unbothered by his presence. Bane smirked, intrigued by Jonathan's lack of fear and his nonchalant attitude. He strolled over to Jonathan and towered over him, observing him curiously."

"What are you working on, little pet?" "Bane rumbled, a hint of amusement in his voice."

"Bane took a closer look at the blueprints, impressed by the level of detail and craftsmanship. He had to admit, Jonathan was incredibly talented. He leaned down and peered at the various stimulation toys scattered around him, intrigued but also somewhat confused."

"What exactly do these toys do?" "Bane inquired, genuinely curious about the gadgets."

"Bane nodded, understanding the need for stimulation to keep focused on complex tasks. He bent down to get a closer look and observed the toy in Jonathan's hand, the smooth motion catching his attention."

"It seems to be very useful for people like us who need constant stimulation," "Bane commented, reaching out and taking the toy from Jonathan's hand." "May I try it?" he asked, a gleam in his eye.

Bane examined the toy closely, admiring the intricate design and its functionality. Without further ado, he activated the toy with a single flick of his thumb, and immediately felt a rush of dopamine surging through his veins. It indeed did keep the mind flow smoothly - just as Jonathan had claimed.

Bane's eyes lit up, before he looked at Jonathan who sat there, smiling smugly. "You might be smarter than I thought you are," he remarked, impressed by Jonathan's creations. "Keep this up, and I might just let you design more interesting gadgets for me."

Bane smirked at the sight of Jonathan, feeling an unexpected wave of amusement and interest in him. He couldn't help but wonder what other kinds of toys or gadgets Jonathan had in his arsenal and how they could help him in his ventures.

"You know," Bane started, leaning down to speak to him. "I think you and I could make quite a formidable team together. Your skills, combined with my strength, could lead to great things." He paused for a moment, studying Jonathan's expression. "What do you say, little pet? Do you want to help me dominate Gotham?"

Bane chuckled at Jonathan's enthusiastic response and patted him on the head. "Good to hear it, little pet," he said, before standing up and stretching his massive frame. "I think we have some planning to do if we're going to take over Gotham."

He turned to leave the room, looking back at Jonathan. "You coming?" he asked with a grin, gesturing for Jonathan to follow him.