Bane was angry. He didn't expect the people of the city or the famous Captain America to fight back against his plan quite so fiercely. A good number of his men were seriously injured and there didn't seem like there was any way to get new recruits.
"Barsad," he barked to his lieutenant, "Get the doctor and get these men taken care of." He was in no mood to verbally joust with that irritating woman. "And get me that assassin!" He added to Barsad's hastily retreating back. He needed Captain America to be taken care of. Even though the Captain essentially betrayed the city, people are still willing to rally behind him and his idiotic crusade for freedom and justice and etc. He shook his head in disgust. What was the point of freedom if they were all going to live under the same oppressive regime?
Bane knew his plan for the city, then the country was just. He envisioned the people being liberated from the corrupt and oppressive government. People free from the shackles of society and conventional behavior; free to rule themselves and live as better humans. First the city must be plunged in complete chaos. Then the culling can commence. Only the strongest, fastest, smartest, and most beautiful will survive and create the superior human race.
What the last 2 years have shown him was that in comparison with outside species, homo sapians just couldn't compete. Humans couldn't work together for any length of time before they turned on each other. People were weak and selfishly willing to trade favors with any species they considered stronger for self preservation. With his vision, the weak, the useless, the sick, and the old will perish in order to bring about utopia. Only the fittest will live in equality and work and profit will be shared with all. Yes. That was what he wanted. That is what the human race deserved.
After Gotham City, Bane's followers were either deceased or imprisoned. He was grateful that Hydra found him, understood his vision and agreed with him. They realized they needed a leader and when one was dropped into their laps conveniently lacking an army, they couldn't pledge their aid fast enough. And they threw in a slightly defective super soldier too.
Yes things were looking up. Cheered by his reminiscing, Bane wandered down to the ER and watched the doctor take care of his men. Yes she was perfect for his utopia. Intelligent, brave, beautiful. She checked all of the criteria (if a bit irritatingly sanctimonious) but it gave her fire. He watched mesmerized as her long delicate fingers injected, bandaged, and sutured his men back to health. She stiffened feeling his eyes on her and looked around until she saw him. Violet eyes narrowed and she turned away with an insolent flip of her ponytail. His eyes never left the swaying of her hair.
Night fell and Bane followed the doctor to the roof. He took the back stairs to avoid going through the apartment. He figured she would give him hell for going through her private sanctum. He got onto the roof and nodded to the Asset standing in the shadows then found her staring at the sky and stood directly behind her. It took her a second to hear his breathing and feel his presence. He saw her shoulders stiffen and heard her take a deep breath.
"What do you want. More booboos for me to patch up, need some band aids, a life besides following me around?" Dr. Delalune snapped.
"Doctor, please let us just enjoy the stars," Bane purred. Her mouth thinned and she moved away from him. She sat down and when she didn't move away when he sat next to her, he considered it a temporary truce.