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[kreeptonian]

Superman lands gently in the Nexus, cape settling around him as he smiles at the masses. "It's so good to see so many different beings living together in harmony with the intent to gain knowledge from one another in such a caring and wistful manner. It's the very reason I've carefully duplicated a Batcave for my Zoo in the Fortress of Solitude --

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[acolytem]

Guillame blinks. Because when you're only just getting used to alternates, and happen to worship the ground one Clark Kent walks on, and also happen to be a telepath, moemnts like these tend to be confusing and unpleasant.

So he just ends up looking away a little, and hopoing for clarification.

"A...zoo? How many people are you putting in a...zoo?"

[kreeptonian]

"Only the rarest instances of intelligent life may grace my Fortress." Superman's face is grave. "The last of their kind or the best examples of their species. You understand of course, why I must allow Batman and his Robins the joy that comes from being under my constant supervision and care."

[acolytem]

Guillame's messed up enough that the 'joy' of constantly being with a Clark doesn't actually sound like a problem, but the idea of cages -- not to mention the vague telepathic buzz -- certainly does.

"They....seem to be fine people, certainly, sir. But they are human, so they are not the last of their kind. ...Are they?"

[kreeptonian]

Clark gives this obviously astray devotee a sad smile. "They are so above and beyond their own ilk as to be a species of their own. I wish only to insure that they continue on where I might watch them develop."

[acolytem]

"Oh." Blinks some more and tries to make it all make some semblance of sense. "But.... why would you keep them all separately, anyway? I...have never been to a zoo, but are not families generally kept together in them? Why leave each of them alone if it is not necessary?"

[kreeptonian]

"I'm hoping the separation allows them to come to appreciate each other in the same way I do for all of them. Perhaps then they will be able to work together in a single habitat."

[acolytem]

"....Oh. I am sorry that I do not have any suggestions, sir" He's also very sorry he can't block out these distorted versions of the usual kind, semi-paternalisticish vibes that normally make him happy, but he'd rather not be rude to any Clark. Even walking blasphemies.

[acolytem]

Guillame whirls, beams with relief and nods emphatically. "Yes. I think it is."

[acolytem]

Guillame tries not to get clingy as they do so, with a small modicum of success.