[M doesn't hear Archie at first, consumed by a new thought as he clearly took his anger out on the hologram in front of him. How could he not have realized how full of self-loathing he'd been back then? He'd always convinced himself that the Midnighter side of him was the side he was always comfortable being, that who he'd been made to be was just a fact of life. The fact that he spent so many hours in that fight chamber, so much so that the other members of Stormwatch routinely mentioned it to him, all the while ruminating for hours on end about own his mental health and whether or not the team that was slowly consuming him even gave a damn, says otherwise.
And then it hits him, why they would always ask him about his time in the fight chamber--they were trying to figure out if he was okay.
With the force that would tear off an actual man's head, M kicks the holo-Bat in the temple, taking little pleasure in watching it fly across the space. It isn't until he turns to get a better view of his prey does he finally notice Archie standing nearby.
Shaking his head slightly, he turns to his friend. He attempts to keep his tone light, like he hasn't just slipped down a mental rabbit hole he wasn't quite ready to confront just yet.]
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And then it hits him, why they would always ask him about his time in the fight chamber--they were trying to figure out if he was okay.
With the force that would tear off an actual man's head, M kicks the holo-Bat in the temple, taking little pleasure in watching it fly across the space. It isn't until he turns to get a better view of his prey does he finally notice Archie standing nearby.
Shaking his head slightly, he turns to his friend. He attempts to keep his tone light, like he hasn't just slipped down a mental rabbit hole he wasn't quite ready to confront just yet.]
What, no me for you to punch?