"That doesn't sound like your style." Green Arrow tilted his head, stroking the goatee on his chin with the hand that had grabbed it. "I really can't imagine you standing in court arguing a lawsuit. Sorry, but all I can picture is you burning the judge and jury to death with a Flamethrower."
Based on past experience, Deathstroke did indeed like negotiating terms with people, but that was only when they were not enemies.
The current position of their side seemed completely opposed to that of the Origin Court and the Origin Judges. There was no room for compromise.
They simply believed Multiverse 1 was poisonous and had to be eliminated. What was there to negotiate?
"You don't need to worry about that. I've always convinced people with reason." Su Ming raised his fist, and Strangle had even fashioned an artistic character for "reason" onto the armor on the back of his hand. "Right now, I can't wait for the Origin Judges to come over so I can give them a proper welcome and let them know how formidable humans are."
"As long as you have a plan." Oliver had no more questions to ask; he already had his answers to everything else. "If you need my help, just let me know. I won't be going on any trips for a while."
"Mm, I understand. As for what I told you today, and what you saw in my memories, you can share it with the others in the Justice League. Batwoman probably needs the intelligence too."
Seeing that he seemed to have nothing else to do, Deathstroke was about to give Green Arrow a little benefit and carry out the earlier plan.
But things never went as smoothly as planned. Just as Su Ming was about to call Green Arrow