"Neither should you," Bruce offers promptly, still struggling between his emotions and the mess of Kralie's own. All that anger, that desperation, a resignation and willingness to give himself up for something he truly believes in— and that's the truly horrifying part. It's that he believes that this is the way, this is the solution.
Kill all the mutants. End the whole subset of a species, like they're some kind of abnormality, some sort of disease. Bruce can't argue that a lot of them are genuinely dangerous and need to be stopped, but that's not true for all of them.
Luckily not all humans are like Kralie, either. But it still saddens Bruce to know he can't reach him, can't make him see, no matter how hard he tries.
"The guilt will eat you alive," he tries to plant that trigger, unsure as to whether it'll work, at least long-term. But it's more plausible than him trying to order Kralie not to hurt anyone, because he knows from previous experience that that's an order that won't stick. "Whenever you attack someone, no matter who. Every time you aim a weapon at someone, you'll suffer more than they will. I hope it consumes you."
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Kill all the mutants. End the whole subset of a species, like they're some kind of abnormality, some sort of disease. Bruce can't argue that a lot of them are genuinely dangerous and need to be stopped, but that's not true for all of them.
Luckily not all humans are like Kralie, either. But it still saddens Bruce to know he can't reach him, can't make him see, no matter how hard he tries.
"The guilt will eat you alive," he tries to plant that trigger, unsure as to whether it'll work, at least long-term. But it's more plausible than him trying to order Kralie not to hurt anyone, because he knows from previous experience that that's an order that won't stick. "Whenever you attack someone, no matter who. Every time you aim a weapon at someone, you'll suffer more than they will. I hope it consumes you."