Sinestro seemed prepared to sacrifice himself to resurrect Hal. His White Lantern Ring had been incomplete to begin with; if he took it off, he would instantly become a Black Lantern Zombie.
He trusted the people present to kill him completely before his own lantern zombie could become a threat.
But with Su Ming here, there was no need for anyone to sacrifice themselves yet.
"You don't need to give up your ring." Deathstroke reached out, grabbed the wrist beneath the white cuff, and shook his head with a smile. He raised his own hand. "Though I think I could probably do anything Hal can do, since you miss him so much, I'll give you a hand."
As he spoke, Su Ming controlled his White Lantern Ring to split off a duplicate and tossed it to Scott.
"You're a White Lantern too? How strange. The Deathstroke I know could probably only wear a Yellow Lantern Ring. Honestly, I'm a little scared of you. You feel like someone who walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. I can see that atmosphere around you."
Mister Miracle, the New God, caught the ring and examined it with curiosity.
Su Ming merely smiled, offering no direct response.
"Take it. I don't need to explain how a duplicate Power Ring works, do I? Once you reach the dimension where the dead souls reside, give it to Hal Jordan's soul. But whether he can come back to life after that, I have no idea."
Sinestro clasped Deathstroke's hand in return and slowly nodded. "Thank you."
"You're welcome. The Sinestro from Earth-0 and I are good friends too. How could I just watch you die like this? Oh, right. Once the universe returns to normal, would it be all right if I