[He glances down. He hadn’t meant to make him think of his own death, in all fairness he didn’t even know he knew. He should have guessed, there is little in this Earth Bruce Wayne doesn’t know.

He swallows.]

I lost you the same year I lost my father. The same year I lost a lot of New Krypton. It’s… not bean an easy year.

But it’s- [Wait. Bruce didn’t say ‘know’, he said ‘think’. You all think I’m dead. Which implies-

He looks up at him with a frown.]

You’re not?