I wish I'd been that lucky. I think if Dick and Alfred hadn't left me I wouldn't have ended up like this. I don't know if I'm angry at them for leaving or if I'm angry at myself for causing it. [His voice cracks.] It makes me sick when I think about that day. I know Clark and Diana shouldn't have judged me for acting out of grief, but they did, and it hurt. It pushed me over the edge. They saw me a monster. I thought I was a monster already, why not go all the way?

[Pulls away enough to look at her.] I don't think I can do this, even if I want to try.