"And now?" He asked, letting his hand drop to his side as he continued to watch the older man. "Do you still want to kill me now? To punish me?" He murmured, clearing his throat as he straightened up.

"I never meant for anyone to get hurt, Bruce. I never..." He paused, looking down. "I just wanted to help people and then Zod came...then the bombing and Doomsday..." He shook his head, fists clenching. "Would it have been better if I hadn't come back?"