Hal's posture didn't change an iota at the discussion of death's revolving door, nor did his expression - because that was old hat, and with the Blackest Night having happened so recently, it just felt like an extension of every discussion he'd been having in the last few weeks. As he'd told Barry, things had changed. Gotten more dangerous. Death - whether it stuck or not - had become part of the daily reality now.

The question, on the other hand, caused him to tense up noticeably, his posture stiffening and closing inward a bit and his jaw tightening.

"I did."

There was a definite flatness to his tone, but not the flatness of indifference - more like the flatness of overcompensation, as if he didn't trust himself to let too much out and was overdoing his attempt to keep his voice even. If he didn't clamp down on anything that was trying to work its way out, he'd wind up letting out everything.