<div class="floatleft">(https://artfiles.alphacoders.com/650/thumb-65069.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Superman<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Watchtower - Infirmary<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>October 18, 2017, 0900<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Flash, Open<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Superman standing at Barry's bedside.<br/><hr/><br/>Kal blinked out of his meditative condition and his blue eyes settled on Barry. He stepped away from the wall and walked over to his bedside. He watched him as he took his time waking up, becoming more conscious and alert. Kal’s mouth opened and closed several times, wanting to speak but no words left him. He didn’t know if they would be the right words at that moment or if Barry was coherent to even understand them. Perhaps Barry shouldn’t talk, and instead focus on resting? Superman said nothing. Instead, he watched as the man’s struggle made his heart ache.<br/><br/>When Barry finally noticed that he was there, Kal could have frozen over from his glance. He tried to speak and he listened closely, and when the word finally left him,<em>Sorry.</em>Superman closed his eyes and smiled softly. His eyelids were holding back some tears that wanted to fall. Barry nearly dies and his last thoughts are to blame himself. He held back his tears because he felt they weren’t something he should see. Barry needed to see strength so that he could reclaim his.<br/><br/>“No;<em>I’m</em>sorry. We’re all sorry that we couldn’t have been there to prevent this,” Kal opened his eyes and said. “You took on Captain Cold, Gorilla Grodd, and Black Manta all by yourself. Bold; but it shouldn’t have happened. They were trying to take out our numbers one by one, and they nearly succeeded. It’s not your fault Barry. They’re still out there, but we’re a group now; a league. Their misdeeds won’t go unpunished. Rest up, so that you can come back to the team. Welcome to the Justice League.”