[ Bradbury's mouth twists at that, though he doesn't argue the point. He hasn't completely given up on finding a way out yet - or at least, he doesn't think he can let himself. But he doesn't know what he could tell Max that doesn't ring hollow. Even so... ]
What makes you so sure we will? [ He turns his head, looking at her directly. ]
Come back, I mean.
[ Because part of him still has difficulty accepting that concept, of all things. A world with superheroes and villains -- that he can accept. But it feels like life and death, of all things, should at least be something he can expect to stay normal. ]
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What makes you so sure we will? [ He turns his head, looking at her directly. ]
Come back, I mean.
[ Because part of him still has difficulty accepting that concept, of all things. A world with superheroes and villains -- that he can accept. But it feels like life and death, of all things, should at least be something he can expect to stay normal. ]