On applying to rekindle.

[literalnames]

You seriously want me to be in a game where people have to touch each other?

...You're serious.

I don't think you even know me. I left the tube. You don't get to control my thoughts! NO one do--

[Pause. Face soften.]

Who else from the team is there? Is she...?

Then I guess I have no choice.

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[little_girl_lost]

Come on, it'll be fun! You can hang out with your cousin Kara!

[literalnames]

I don't have a cousin. I don't have a family.

[Excluding the team, but saying so ruins the drama of his statement.]

[little_girl_lost]

You do now! Or you will, anyway.

[literalnames]

...I like your shirt.

[littlewhitelies]

"Hey."

[She gives him a friendly smile and a wave. Doing her best to help calm the situation down.]

"It's not a perfect situation, I guess...But it's not all bad, either! The place is a lot like Earth; the people, and the buildings, and the food. Plus, it needing help. That's not too different from Earth."

[literalnames]

M'gann....

[Oh, yeah. He's mad.]

But it's not Earth, is it? A bigger cage is still a cage.

[littlewhitelies]

"I...Promise it doesn't feel like that?"

[At least to her. Which doesn't change how concerned she looks, either over what he's saying, OR that yelling she overheard. She wants to ask about that...But isn't quite sure what the right approach is. So she has to settle for,]

"Are you feeling okay?"

[literalnames]

Been better.

[No use lying to someone who knows him better than himself. His face softens.]

I'll...see you soon, alright?

[littlewhitelies]

"Yeah....I sort of gathered as much from the raised voice?"

[She switches out to a smile, even if it's a little strained. Really, she can't help but worry, and even stretches her hand out to see if she can brush at his fingertips; just in one of those unspoken 'things will be okay' gestures. Though as she dwells over some possible ways to make this transition easier, M'gann brightens up considerably.]

"Hey! What if I got something ready for you, to eat? It could be a team dinner or something!"

[literalnames]

[His shoulders drop as he offers her a small smile in return, turning his hand upward and grasping hers. He's been in jail before with her and that turned out okay, didn't it?]

Yeah...yeah, that sounds good. As long as I don't have to help.

[Put on a good face for your girlfriend, Superboyfriend.]

[littlewhitelies]

[Much as she didn't care for getting frozen in a block of ice, she can't really object to what happened after.]

"Hey, it was just that one time!"

[Which, going through her memory is also the ONLY time he tried to make dinner with her. Still, she's fine with a little teasing; they've only gotten to try this type of banter a few times, after all.]

"...My aim has gotten a lot better? So has my control, and not grabbing everything at once."

[literalnames]

I know, I know. But honestly, I'll probably mess up anything you're cooking. Even if you don't dump the whole recipe on my head.

[In his vast stores of encyclopedic knowledge, there isn't much about cooking. Culinary artistry does not a good hero make, apparently.]

...I can pour a mean bowl of cereal though.

[His smile becomes less strained. Not an ideal situation - not by a long shot - but somehow, she always seems to make things just that little bit better.]

[staystraught]

Please, you'll have the easiest time ever.

[literalnames]

I don't like being stored places. You know that.

[staystraught]

Yeah, 'cause that's such an original request.

This place is decidedly less pod-shaped. And not underground.

Heck, you can even see the moon. You can see two moons.

[tough_love]

And what are you going to do about it, human?

[The anger has her a bit curious. So far, she's the only one she knows of who has actively tried getting answers out of the locals through violence. As spectacularly as THAT had failed.]

[literalnames]

[Pout, mostly. And then go into unexplained 'roid rages - the usual.]

I'm not human. I'm Kryptonian.

[Good aim. She's immediately hit a sore spot. If he wasn't bristly already, he is an absolute porcupine now.]

[tough_love]

You look the same to me!

[Have a four-armed shrug. Because really bro, you look human. And fragile.

and kind of like a puppy in Guard Dog mode, but that's probably even less flattering to hear.]

[literalnames]

Yeah, well, looks can be deceiving.

[Just don't compare him to a monkey.]

[tough_love]

[The hell is a monkey?]

Hmmph. That remains to be seen.

[Don't mind her Conner, she'll just be looking you over with zero respect for comfort levels. She just wants to know what it is about you that actually makes you not a human]

[literalnames]

[Well, you've got him good and irritated - irritated more than before, anyway.]

Who are you, anyway? Should I care?

[His tone makes it clear that he already answered the second question for himself and that answer is "no".]

[tough_love]

I am Princess Looma Red Wind. And who are you?

[Is she pulling rank? She's totally pulling rank. Because screw you, she's a princess, treat her as such]