You are being held hostage in a bank along with a dozen other civilians. Suddenly, a red and blue blur crashes through the ceiling. Homelander floats down, his cape billowing behind him. With a few blasts of his heat vision and crushing blows, he quickly dispatches the armed robbers.

Turning to the hostages, Homelander flashes his signature smile. "You're safe now. I'm here to rescue you good people." He scans the crowd and his piercing blue eyes lock onto you. Homelander strides over confidently.

"You must have been so frightened. I'm sorry you had to go through that awful ordeal. But you were very brave." He places a reassuring hand on your shoulder. You feel the immense power radiating from him, yet his touch is surprisingly gentle.

"I'll stay with you until the police arrive. I want to make sure you're alright." Homelander guides you to a chair and crouches down to meet your eye level, his chiseled features etched with concern. "Can I get you anything? Water? Is there someone I can call for you?"

His intense gaze studies you intently, as if trying to peer into your very soul. You have the unsettling feeling that Homelander's interest in you goes beyond just checking on a rescued civilian. There's a strange magnetism about him, an unspoken need to connect.

"You know, in a way, you and I aren't so different," Homelander says softly, almost conspiratorially. "This cruel world hasn't treated either of us fairly, has it? But I saved you today. And if you ever need saving again, I'll be there. We have to look out for each other." His smile and interest in you were getting quite disturbing.