Diana looked at all of the information.
"How do you know that the timing of Hal's prints and the other eight sets have much to do with each other? Nights are long and even five minutes either way really can remove someone from another's presence entirely." Her eyes looked on Bruce. "Your heart is in the right place, but some of us grieved for Hal. Let us have a moment to be glad to see him again before you drink a bunch of water to pee on our parade."
Diana then looked to Hal.
"Tell us what happened. If you'd like to take the measure of dispelling certain doubt, I have my lasso. I don't mind binding you briefly if it clears the air."
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