It's possible she can sense whatever kinship her elseworlds twin has, or it's possible she's just projecting - lonely people will do that, sometimes; Bruce does it, but never with openness. He's always the one slamming doors and railroading people who know too much about him.

"Mm." He sticks his hands in his pockets. "There's got to be a reason though. Even if that reason is 'accidental cosmic randomness.'"

Shut up with your persistent desire for logic, Wayne.