Clark stares at him for a moment and he actually can't help but drag his hands over his face, scrub at his eyes and breathing deep before breathing out.
"Jason. Jason, no. God no. That wasn't what he meant at all. Not at all."
Dammit, Bruce.
"He wasn't calling you a failure. He wasn't saying you had failed. He was apologizing. He was telling you that he had failed you. That's why he wanted you to seek help.
"Because he had done so much damage with his mistakes."
Dammit dammit dammit.
"The Bruce at home. This Bruce. They've both said this to me. They called you a 'good soldier'. They said they'd failed you. That you deserved better. Jason, didn't it ever occur to you that if he thought you were such a failure, he wouldn't care enough to tell you to seek help? It doesn't make sense. And it doesn't make sense because I swear, I swear on the memory of Krypton, Jason:
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"Jason. Jason, no. God no. That wasn't what he meant at all. Not at all."
Dammit, Bruce.
"He wasn't calling you a failure. He wasn't saying you had failed. He was apologizing. He was telling you that he had failed you. That's why he wanted you to seek help.
"Because he had done so much damage with his mistakes."
Dammit dammit dammit.
"The Bruce at home. This Bruce. They've both said this to me. They called you a 'good soldier'. They said they'd failed you. That you deserved better. Jason, didn't it ever occur to you that if he thought you were such a failure, he wouldn't care enough to tell you to seek help? It doesn't make sense. And it doesn't make sense because I swear, I swear on the memory of Krypton, Jason:
"He never thought you were the failure. Never."