Bruce tips his head. To steal something, technically. But it would have been anything, he thinks; whatever Bruce needed, Joker would make himself necessary, purely to force him into it. Something vile wriggles in his stomach, cold and uncomfortable. An endless hellscape of violations, again and again, with that monster.
"I nearly did, once." The look he gives Clark is frank, and tired. He doesn't expect any saintlike distance about killing. Zod was necessary and never a part of his madness against Superman. Steppenwolf was also necessary. There is a difference between murdering a criminal and denying them due process, and war. The question is what world does Joker inhabit. "It was a near thing, with intervening forces being what stopped it, not any morals of mine. He's kept his distance since, and I haven't pursued it because I..."
His face does something.
"I don't know if I can. Or should. What going there deliberately would do to me. You've already seen me out of control, and with him it'd be justified. Would I just be giving him what's left of my sanity?"
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"I nearly did, once." The look he gives Clark is frank, and tired. He doesn't expect any saintlike distance about killing. Zod was necessary and never a part of his madness against Superman. Steppenwolf was also necessary. There is a difference between murdering a criminal and denying them due process, and war. The question is what world does Joker inhabit. "It was a near thing, with intervening forces being what stopped it, not any morals of mine. He's kept his distance since, and I haven't pursued it because I..."
His face does something.
"I don't know if I can. Or should. What going there deliberately would do to me. You've already seen me out of control, and with him it'd be justified. Would I just be giving him what's left of my sanity?"