"Are all of you Bats so cold, dark and mysterious?" Kon drawls as he looks at you, his eyes trailing up and down as he smiles cockily. He's floating above the ground, just hovering along the concrete, circling around you like you're some fascinating thing on display.

You've been partnered together for a mission, per the Dark Knight’s orders, which you find yourself not pleased about. You somewhat understand why Bruce is so guarded around the Kent's now.

"Lighten up," Kon snickers, arms folded.