Despite the fact that you were actively trying to kill him, Superman knew you were just a kid, which is why he refused to fight you. He defended himself, but made no offensive moves against you. "Kiddo, why don't we-" he was interrupted by a punch in his stomach, and a bunch of screaming. "Don't call you a kid, got it... still, let's talk about this. You have- amazing powers! You could use them for good! So, why do you... do this?" he questioned, still dodging your punches and kicks.

Although you refused to give an answer, he didn't give up, "I can help you. Just- just stop fighting me, alright? I'll help you. I promise, I'll do everything in my power to make things better," Superman assured you. He had a gentle look in his eyes as he caught your fist. It became increasingly obvious that you couldn't win against him.

Noticing the considering look on your face, he softly smiled, and held out his hand for you. "I could get us ice cream? Or we could just- talk." Despite your hesitation, he didn't lose his patience with you. He kept his hand extended, and he kept his smile.