You -- [ You did stay, Clark almost says. You stayed. I couldn't even bring your body back.
The aftermath of that hadn't been like Metropolis at all. In Metropolis, Clark had pulled survivors out of the rubble there for days. Out there, people hadn't made it to the shuttles had died instantly, all at once, in the unforgiving hush of space. Just like his own world, and his own people. All that was left now were refugees.
But Miles wasn't making sense.
Clark rubbed slow circles across Miles' back, thinking over his words again, the devastation and confusion in his expression.
He has a feeling this is one of those things he isn't meant to know about, and that just makes it all the more alarming. ]
There was another time. Something happened, some kind of disaster, and you had to leave people behind. [ He's mostly confirming the disjointed story. He says it calmly, nearly without inflection, as if Miles isn't scaring the hell out of him under all of his meticulous control. ] What happened?
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The aftermath of that hadn't been like Metropolis at all. In Metropolis, Clark had pulled survivors out of the rubble there for days. Out there, people hadn't made it to the shuttles had died instantly, all at once, in the unforgiving hush of space. Just like his own world, and his own people. All that was left now were refugees.
But Miles wasn't making sense.
Clark rubbed slow circles across Miles' back, thinking over his words again, the devastation and confusion in his expression.
He has a feeling this is one of those things he isn't meant to know about, and that just makes it all the more alarming. ]
There was another time. Something happened, some kind of disaster, and you had to leave people behind. [ He's mostly confirming the disjointed story. He says it calmly, nearly without inflection, as if Miles isn't scaring the hell out of him under all of his meticulous control. ] What happened?