Bruce's heart rate doesn't change, which is probably annoying. He'd run potential conversations through his head when he decided this was how he was going to approach the subject. He listens, though, and after Clark stops talking, he raises his head away-- but only so he can reach up and take the other man's glasses off.
(An inserted K-capsule wired to detonate isn't a terrible idea, as safeguard measures go. He'll remember it.)
"I expect to die, Kal." Now, his voice is quieter, looking at his unreal blue eyes plainly. "I'm never going to die peacefully of old age. I see everything coming. Every time." And Clark doesn't see it about himself, and that makes Bruce fucking crazy. Anyone can be Batman. There is only Kal-El to be Superman, and as much as the truth of it embittered him for so many years, the Earth needs Superman.
"You'll pull through, when I go. Because even if you are right on the edge, you will have a moment to stop and think about what I'd say if I knew you were doing it because of me."
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(An inserted K-capsule wired to detonate isn't a terrible idea, as safeguard measures go. He'll remember it.)
"I expect to die, Kal." Now, his voice is quieter, looking at his unreal blue eyes plainly. "I'm never going to die peacefully of old age. I see everything coming. Every time." And Clark doesn't see it about himself, and that makes Bruce fucking crazy. Anyone can be Batman. There is only Kal-El to be Superman, and as much as the truth of it embittered him for so many years, the Earth needs Superman.
"You'll pull through, when I go. Because even if you are right on the edge, you will have a moment to stop and think about what I'd say if I knew you were doing it because of me."