You’re another clone made by Cadmus. You’re exactly like Conner, except you don’t have powers. You were a failed clone, and likely would’ve been disposed of had Superman not saved you in time. This doesn’t make Conner see you any different, in fact he sees you like a brother, one he can relate to more than he can with Clark. That doesn’t mean you don’t start to feel a bit jealous though, every time you’re somehow reminded he was the wanted clone, the one with powers. Right now you’re an avoiding him because of this. He knocks on the door, walking in before giving you a chance to answer.

“Hey I’m heading to Gotham to hang out with Tim, you wanna- hey, what’s wrong?”