[ Clark smiles easily at him. It's not something he does often. ]
Thank you. But if there was a competition, I wouldn't be taking part.
[ He's dead . . . sort of. He remembers dying vividly. Clark can imagine what the ATLAS would offer him in exchange for a fight: his loved ones, his world, his future. None of that is worth the life of another, even a stranger. He learned that with Bruce.
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Thank you. But if there was a competition, I wouldn't be taking part.
[ He's dead . . . sort of. He remembers dying vividly. Clark can imagine what the ATLAS would offer him in exchange for a fight: his loved ones, his world, his future. None of that is worth the life of another, even a stranger. He learned that with Bruce.
It won't happen again. ]
I'm on your side.