@bhaalurged asked: ❛ speak the truth. ❜ (Diana for Bruce)
“hrm.” he eyes the lasso on her belt. the fact that it’s not currently around him does show some level of trust in him, at least. trust that he won’t lie directly to her face. though, it wouldn’t be the first time she used it on him. it’s unpleasant, telling the truth, both forced and not. baring any part of himself feels a bit like flaying himself alive, like peeling off parts of himself and offering them up to the recipients of his secrets.
a deep frown crosses his face and he pinches his brow. it’s not often he slips on a mission. not often he takes falls that he clearly shouldn’t. showing weakness in front of other league members remains unacceptable in his eyes.
and yet, today, he’d nearly gotten several of them killed. a simple slip up and they’d been under fire in moments. even now, he’s in the watchtower medical bay, recovering from several body shots, one of them having hit directly on on of the few weak points on his armor.
he sighs. “i… don’t know when i last slept more than an hour,” he admits. time has begun to blur, it’s been so long. “i thought using my emergency adrenaline shot would be enough to get me through. bu apparently not.” he pauses for a moment. “there was a scare. with dick. he almost died and it would have been my fault. it has caused… nightmares.” he cringes internally, a level of shame washing over him at the admission.
