Too quiet, too gentle, probably, slipped in the midst of Bruce's words after bulldozed and then swept away in their current as Clark stops and listens. Surprise that borders on confusion characterises his alert stillness, the fidget gone from his hands as well. And then, the almost dizzying realisation that yes, he'd admitted what drew him to the site, and the idea of hurt civilians as his fault piercing through that haze like a dart.
It's a lot, condensed and succinct, and so he is quiet for a second. Another second. Processing. "My judgement," he repeats, then shakes his head, clearing it, restarting. "It was already escalating, Bruce. That's why I heard you, that's why I flew there. That's why I landed. You're saying that with that many guys with guns," he did it, "your plan was, all along, to engage them like that?"
Part of him doesn't think it's the right call, to spar with Bruce on this point, but it's at least one means of getting his bearings.
no subject
Too quiet, too gentle, probably, slipped in the midst of Bruce's words after bulldozed and then swept away in their current as Clark stops and listens. Surprise that borders on confusion characterises his alert stillness, the fidget gone from his hands as well. And then, the almost dizzying realisation that yes, he'd admitted what drew him to the site, and the idea of hurt civilians as his fault piercing through that haze like a dart.
It's a lot, condensed and succinct, and so he is quiet for a second. Another second. Processing. "My judgement," he repeats, then shakes his head, clearing it, restarting. "It was already escalating, Bruce. That's why I heard you, that's why I flew there. That's why I landed. You're saying that with that many guys with guns," he did it, "your plan was, all along, to engage them like that?"
Part of him doesn't think it's the right call, to spar with Bruce on this point, but it's at least one means of getting his bearings.