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I'm waiting.

Look on the bright side: it's not paranoia if you're right?

[Zee, that is not even close to being a bright side.]

[...]

[No words.]

Who?

Same guy I was talking about before.

If what I overheard was true, his injuries were fatal.

That jack-in-the box? Laced with some kind of toxin. His body just started going under with extreme rapidity. He said he'd rather have been blown up.

We did warn him.

[Even though that didn't make things much better.]

Would never have worked.

Sometimes you got to do something so bad, it doesn't matter that it's the wrong thing. You have to do it to be doing something.

[A sigh. She knew. Why did all the boys in her life have to be so stubborn? Even the casual acquaintances were just as bad....]

It was stupid.

If you're going to defy the Yao Corporation, at least find a better way of doing it than something you're not even going to get anything out of.

He got something out of it. Their attention.

That kind of attention, we could've all done without.

I couldn't even sleep that night. Every time I closed my eyes, the whole thing replayed in my mind. It was horrible.

Don't be too hard on him. He's done that enough already and I don't know how long you have to be here to be that in need of justification, but -- well, you can figure it out.

I'll be as hard on him as it takes to make me feel better.

[Because that was what was important.]

...but, yeah, I can.

Brutal yet honest. Still, as long as you feel better.

[Note to self: make sure Zatanna never hears about probable suicide mission you're planning with Red Hood.]