The Eyes Have It

by Athena-Pheonix

When Clark and Diana entered the conference room, J'onn knew, even without telepathy, that something had changed between them. Diana's eyes sparkled, their blue no longer clouded by bitterness. She looked happy, and – curiously for a warrior – at peace. There was a spring in Clark's step that J'onn hadn't seen in months. Clark had traded his usual world-weary expression for a farm boy's wide smile. He glanced at Diana, his face radiating joy, his eyes warm blue pools for an Amazon to bathe. J'onn saw Bruce stiffen, and wondered if his icy blue eyes had narrowed behind the cowl's lenses.