Clark wanders a little ahead of Bruce now and then, at one stage following along with a gigantic spotted stingray pressing its oddly smiley white face to the tunnel wall before it skates off above and over his head. Bruce taps a plaque here and there without thinking and the noise of it, to Clark, seems like it could make ripples through the green-blue around them, but of course it doesn't.
Something getting worked through, anyway. At one stage, Clark remembers himself and takes out his phone, giving Bruce a chance to catch up. He angles the device upwards to take ominous look pictures of the hammerhead silhouette, now swum further up towards the surface of the tank, a shadow against bright blue.
Once done, he looks to Bruce and tips the phone. An inevitability, especially under the aquatic gloom and blue, very cinematic. "C'mere." He'll take off his own glasses and everything.
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Clark wanders a little ahead of Bruce now and then, at one stage following along with a gigantic spotted stingray pressing its oddly smiley white face to the tunnel wall before it skates off above and over his head. Bruce taps a plaque here and there without thinking and the noise of it, to Clark, seems like it could make ripples through the green-blue around them, but of course it doesn't.
Something getting worked through, anyway. At one stage, Clark remembers himself and takes out his phone, giving Bruce a chance to catch up. He angles the device upwards to take ominous look pictures of the hammerhead silhouette, now swum further up towards the surface of the tank, a shadow against bright blue.
Once done, he looks to Bruce and tips the phone. An inevitability, especially under the aquatic gloom and blue, very cinematic. "C'mere." He'll take off his own glasses and everything.