For just a moment, Hal paused, looking at the reflections.
There was no forgiveness for what he'd done to the lost Lanterns, regardless of what had been going on in the depths of his mind. That was a shame he'd carry with him to his grave (his next grave). People who'd trusted him, who'd believed in him, some of whom he'd recruited to the Green Lantern Corps in the first place, and he'd brutalized them and left them for dead -
- and yet they'd helped him protect Coast City from the Sinestro Corps. They had every reason to want nothing to do with him, and he hadn't gone out of his way to try and beg forgiveness; he'd just accepted the anger and tried to carry on with doing the right thing. And while he doubted they'd ever be drinking buddies, they seemed to have accepted that enough to stand with him in defense of his home.
"We already sorted this out - in person," he said flatly, turning away from the mirrors to continue down the hall. "You're going to have to do better than a reflection."
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There was no forgiveness for what he'd done to the lost Lanterns, regardless of what had been going on in the depths of his mind. That was a shame he'd carry with him to his grave (his next grave). People who'd trusted him, who'd believed in him, some of whom he'd recruited to the Green Lantern Corps in the first place, and he'd brutalized them and left them for dead -
- and yet they'd helped him protect Coast City from the Sinestro Corps. They had every reason to want nothing to do with him, and he hadn't gone out of his way to try and beg forgiveness; he'd just accepted the anger and tried to carry on with doing the right thing. And while he doubted they'd ever be drinking buddies, they seemed to have accepted that enough to stand with him in defense of his home.
"We already sorted this out - in person," he said flatly, turning away from the mirrors to continue down the hall. "You're going to have to do better than a reflection."