i'm not gonna ask for forgiveness. i hurt you. i'm just happy we've got each other again. however long.
steph
checking in. if you don’t answer, i will show up with dinner in case you forgot to eat.
if you get this message, line is disconnected. i'll call you instead.
terry
what's the last thing you remember from home?
getting called up to the justice league.
that sounds about right. my mind can't choose what it last remembers.
steph
i got a new phone for him connected again.
what happened to the old one?
he disposed of it. michael, i mean. something involving his personal life.
interestingly suspicious.
how are you doing?
well glad you asked! you know how things are if i am left to my devices for too long. i started a cleaner street initiative just to knock some dust off that part of my brain… and i’ve been scouring the news, all keywords locked in for anything that resembles a rogue in the slightest. that’s what i hate about this shift, more than anything, is that if we’re here… are they? do they know?
are they not here?
i’ve compiled dossiers and my diary is full of questions, either way. how are you doing?
sounds like you're thinking in the right direction. some of us certainly do, some of us certainly don't. my new friend isn't even from our world at all, while i can easily find evidence of diana.