"Well we don't know that they're the same, they could be different. I mean, it's not like I've met the guy. Maybe I'm wrong," Wally said, though even he had to admit it was pretty hard to imagine a Brainiac that wasn't going around trying to digitise everything and kill Superman. It was like trying to imagine a Lex Luthor who wasn't willing to do everything and anything to get at Supes. You'd really like it if they did stop and got a hobby or something, but it just wasn't likely to happen any time soon.
The intercom sounded overhead with another really weird and kind of creepy announcement by the I.R.I.S. thing and Wally shot a look up at the ceiling, a little relieved that the shift was finally over, but also not sure if he would have preferred a little more time. He still hadn't managed to find out anything concrete about what was going on, just that everything was an even bigger mess than he'd imagined.
But on the other hand, he'd nearly given way too much away about himself, Bats, and Clark. So maybe he should just count his blessings that he could get out before he managed to screw up again or something.
Besides, he wasn't really sure how he could find out anything more on his own, other than just coming out with 'hey, did you happen to kill Clark?' and hoping it threw Grell off enough to answer it truthfully.
Somehow he didn't think that would work though.
"Man, is shift over already?" he said, directing a quick smile at the other man. "Seems like you never have enough time to do anything around here, right?"
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"Well we don't know that they're the same, they could be different. I mean, it's not like I've met the guy. Maybe I'm wrong," Wally said, though even he had to admit it was pretty hard to imagine a Brainiac that wasn't going around trying to digitise everything and kill Superman. It was like trying to imagine a Lex Luthor who wasn't willing to do everything and anything to get at Supes. You'd really like it if they did stop and got a hobby or something, but it just wasn't likely to happen any time soon.
The intercom sounded overhead with another really weird and kind of creepy announcement by the I.R.I.S. thing and Wally shot a look up at the ceiling, a little relieved that the shift was finally over, but also not sure if he would have preferred a little more time. He still hadn't managed to find out anything concrete about what was going on, just that everything was an even bigger mess than he'd imagined.
But on the other hand, he'd nearly given way too much away about himself, Bats, and Clark. So maybe he should just count his blessings that he could get out before he managed to screw up again or something.
Besides, he wasn't really sure how he could find out anything more on his own, other than just coming out with 'hey, did you happen to kill Clark?' and hoping it threw Grell off enough to answer it truthfully.
Somehow he didn't think that would work though.
"Man, is shift over already?" he said, directing a quick smile at the other man. "Seems like you never have enough time to do anything around here, right?"