When everyone returned to Jar-ro's room, Batwoman was standing inside as if nothing had happened.
He turned to look at the doorway. Though he wore a mask, everyone could see the confusion in his eyes, as if asking why they had all come over.
Everything was just as before. Uni-Force was sealed in the jar, the alien Starro wrapped around it, while the colorful lights of the gaming-room décor continued flashing.
"Did you find anything, Batwoman?" Superman asked.
"No. Everyone, disperse. I need more time." His answer was blunt. Then he turned away and said nothing more.
That was simply Batwoman's style. He never explained what he did. If you didn't like it, then don't join the Justice League.
The Justice League members were already used to it. Hearing him say that, no one felt like asking why. They simply did as instructed. That was what they called giving up thinking.
"Fine, then let's call it a day." Aquaman Arthur scratched his heavily bearded chin and asked Deathstroke, "Slade, want to come to my Lighthouse for a drink?"
"Not today." Su Ming showed an apologetic expression and patted the big man's back. "I have an appointment with the Endless today. There are some matters to discuss. How about another day?"
"No problem. Mercy Harbor will always welcome you, my good friend, haha!" Arthur did not think much of it—or rather, his powers of observation did not allow him to think much at all. "Then I'll head to the Boom Tube Chamber first. Thanks for the gift."
He probably wanted to get home and test the Shark Whip's effects? At any rate, he seemed a little hurried.
With that, everyone dispersed. After all, every household had its own business to attend to.
Superman was going home to eat with his wife