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Jor-El sits at the Bar and looks around. He feels off, ill at ease. This place is... odd and he has yet to stop thinking about Lara.

Lara...

And... now, today, his skin started itching, under the skin. And the whole thing is just... weird. With a sigh, he settles with a large mug of tea and just inhales the vapors.