Omi had to wonder, in those long seconds of silence that followed his warning, what exactly Batman was thinking. Did he realize what a dead end road that was? Was he considering alternatives to fishing information out of him? Not once did he consider that Batman might not need any information from him at all. By all objective measures, he already knew more about Kritiker than Omi himself did.
He watched the famed superhero begin to pace, and subconsciously relaxed a bit to no longer be under such intense visual scrutiny. He tried to remind himself, as Batman spoke to him again, that his mission was not to talk to him. Keep his big mouth shut. Nothing you say will help you or your cause. The more you do say the more they'll learn and--
He shrunk in on himself just a little, dropped his gaze to his lap.
"I don't have any desire to hurt the people here..." And no means even if he did, but that was a moot point. "And I'm not sure what point it serves asking what I want. I think we're already clear that's not a priority."
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He watched the famed superhero begin to pace, and subconsciously relaxed a bit to no longer be under such intense visual scrutiny. He tried to remind himself, as Batman spoke to him again, that his mission was not to talk to him. Keep his big mouth shut. Nothing you say will help you or your cause. The more you do say the more they'll learn and--
He shrunk in on himself just a little, dropped his gaze to his lap.
"I don't have any desire to hurt the people here..." And no means even if he did, but that was a moot point. "And I'm not sure what point it serves asking what I want. I think we're already clear that's not a priority."