Shit. [Cissie can practically feel the blood drain from her face as she realizes what she just did. She feels pretty sick to her stomach too, seeing the way Kon and Tim are reacting. She would pretty much give anything to go back and stop this conversation before it started. There are reasons why she hasn't been telling them things, and those looks are... pretty much why. Never mind that she lived through it and thinking about it still hurts.]
...I'm sorry. That's not--I didn't mean to... [She sighs. It doesn't much matter what she meant, does it? She drops her eyes to the floor again, folding in on herself.]. Yeah. Bart too, for a while. He wasn't--gone--as long, but. [She shrugs, at a loss for what to say. They're both alive again, but it doesn't take away how much it hurt when they were gone.]
This is EXACTLY the behavior they were talking about, Timothy Jackson Drake-not-Wayne-yet!!
...I'm sorry. That's not--I didn't mean to... [She sighs. It doesn't much matter what she meant, does it? She drops her eyes to the floor again, folding in on herself.]. Yeah. Bart too, for a while. He wasn't--gone--as long, but. [She shrugs, at a loss for what to say. They're both alive again, but it doesn't take away how much it hurt when they were gone.]