J’onn stood in front of the Watchtower’s monitors, observing the screens with arms crossed and an indifferent gaze. He usually stayed cooped up within the large space station’s metal walls; the location where the League’s base of operations was. It was near empty at the moment, silent, and that was fine with J’onn.

He was fascinated by humans, though his knowledge of Earth and its customs was limited even after shapeshifting and living amongst them for years. It was… easier, to observe.