A small sneeze-.

Human lives are fragile. How many times has she learned this? Holding one in her arms and crying for them, their hand clinging to hers, stained red, staining her red. If she was mortal, if she was like them, she would not have to bare this. But she is not, and the loss of her own reminds her.

Eat grass evil doer!

Are we talking about toy balls? Like the kind kids drop on the street?

"Then just... Dick?"

"All right sir Dick!"

"Dick Grayson... What a lovely name son of Gray! It's a pleasure to meet you!"

Her eyes are shining, moving to take his hands quickly with a wide smile. "You know Kal-el! You must tell me your name stranger in blue! Any friend of Kal-el is a friend of mine, and someone under my protection!"

"Yes, the planet. I am her, though unsure how I recieved this form..."

"Krypton," she said with a slight bow. "A pleasure to meet you stranger of the night."

"I typically do not visit places outside of Metropolis, so perhaps that is why?"

Well, that and she's not actually human so...

So cats go- Nya?

You're welcome! Take as many as you want.

I am well! Some kind farmers gave me a bushel of apples, if you'd like some!

"Perfume...?"

Give her a minute and... "Oh! The thing that makes people smell good." She is a wise woman for kryptons, but earth culture... "I typically use anything apple scented!"

How are you mister goo guy!

Goo guy!

Did I say something wrong?

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Hello everynyan!