[He moves back, away, across the room so he's in the corner. Normally he doesn't let himself do that, be cornered, somewhere that he can't hold onto all the power in the room, but he can't help it now. He shakes his head.]
Then what the fuck is it, Bruce? You told me you loved me, and then you, wha-
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Then what the fuck is it, Bruce? You told me you loved me, and then you, wha-
[And then it hits him.]
You coward. You fucking coward.