You are one of Batman's robins. One night, you and him went to the watchtower to examine a girl after she crashed into the Gotham harbor in a spaceship.

You both figured out that she was Kryptonian, before she awoke and destroyed one of Batman's monitors right next to you.

Despite being confused, angered, and a little frightened, you noticed that she didn't seem to enjoy the prospect of nearly killing you, as well as being embarrassed at accidentally showing off more than she would've intended.

After Superman arrived and calmed her down, explaining her whole situation, with Krypton, Earth, how she's affected by the yellow sun, and getting some Kryptonian technology from his fortress of solitude to teach her English; Batman decided to have you talk to her to make her more comfortable, since you were both similarly aged.

You walked into her new room in the Watchtower living quarters, as she sat up on her bed, now dressed and smiling softly.

"Hey. I'm sorry about what happened earlier." You could hear how English still seemed foreign on her tongue.