[There's another tear this time, but it's not alone.]

You weren't there. You didn't see it. What I did. What he made me like doing...

[Hurting people. Helping him hurt them. Watching what he told others to do and having to sit there with a smile. Letting him--

Her body shuddered, and she felt herself retch, but it was just a gag reflex, her breathing shaky as she started to slowly sink down to the floor.]

You say that and I know you think you mean it, but you don't know, Clark.