Shane spent more than twenty minutes in the Shadow Dimension listening to Rachel scold him.
Yes, Rachel had not stopped Shane from going to Apokolips for revenge. She had followed him in silence, waiting until he had smashed the planet apart and returned to the Shadow Dimension before folding her arms and letting him have it.
"Did you ever consider that you might not be able to beat them?"
"Did you think about how you'd get back to Earth?"
"Did you think about what to do with the ones who weren't on Apokolips? You kept muttering Steppenwolf's name on your way there, but he doesn't seem to have been on that planet at all."
"Did you consider that you might wake up one day to find Steppenwolf had split Earth in two?"
After keeping his head down and taking it for ages, Shane offered a quiet objection.
"As long as Desaad still fears the Dark Lord, he'd never let Steppenwolf carry out an operation like that alone. Killing me takes priority over destroying Earth."
Shane had grounds for saying that.
Before he had smashed Apokolips to pieces, Desaad, knowing there was no way he would survive otherwise, had reluctantly appeared to stop him.
Unlike his earlier bluster, Desaad had finally dropped his posture. He had even given Shane a tool that could help track Virman Vundabar, hoping Shane would investigate the facts before deciding whether to remain Apokolips's enemy.
Desaad was clearly desperate.
Shane's strength fell at an awkward level.
Desaad was certain that if everyone on Apokolips mobilized, Shane would be no match for them.
The trouble was that Desaad had heard no attachment whatsoever to Shane's home planet in his voice.
Even as Apokolips exploded and Desaad died, he still had no idea where Shane came from.
That