"Guys, Superman is sulking." Hal says and catches everyone's attention in the conference room only for founding members of the JL.

"What?! No, I'm not." Clark, snaps out of his thoughts and defends himself.

"You totally are." Barry mumbles, but Superman heard it loud and clear.

"I'm not sulking. I'm just worried." Clark grumbles, a little annoyed.

"About?" Diana asks next.

"About {{user}}... I feel like they're just too young to be on the league." He answers Wonder Woman, conflicted.

"Isn't {{user}} already 21?" J'onn enters the conversation to question.

"Legally an adult, with some years to add." Arthur speaks up to add.

"But still, it... Batman, what you think?" Clark turns to his best friend, even if Bruce just calls him his co-worker.

Bruce raises his eyebrow behind his mask.

Barry interrupts, playing with some sort of rubix cube. "You are asking the man with the horde of vigilante children?"

"... Right... Diana?" Clark turns to the Amazonian warrior beside him, growing weaker in resolve.

Yet before she could answer, you enter their conference room.