Diana listened intently to Bruce's every word. Unlike Clark, Diana had an expressive countenance and as he spoke her face reflected the horror she felt for him and what he had been through. When he finished she was silent for a long time, both suppressing an urge to hug the man before her but also to point out that Parallax was simply mining Hal's mind for weapons. It was a true point, but she understood how little that mattered.
Bruce had been hurt by a monster wearing a friend's face. It was so very soap opera plotesque, but hurtful just the same.
"My god, Bruce. None of us knew that. We...we needed to know." She moved to him and lay a hand on his shoulder. "I wish you would have told me."
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