Would you still call me Superman?

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Music is playing, and a Ratchet who has indeed left his body on the sands of time is leaning his butt comfortably against the arm of a human-sized couch. There's a grin on his face and memory in his optics while the melody and words continue, but then he looks up as they end.

"Who's your anti-kryptonite?"

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[supergirlrising]

"What's Kryptonite?" She asks. "It sounds like the planet I'm from."

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Ratchet pauses and looks at the girl uncertainly, then says carefully, "It's bits of the planet Krypton. They cause trouble for a guy called Superman. So 'anti-Kryptonite' is something that makes you feel better."

He fades a little as he speaks. Kara will be able to see things through him.

[supergirlrising]

Superman. That's what she had found out her cousin went by here on earth. "Do you know why they cause him trouble?" She was curious.

She rubs her eyes. She had seen through Ali's hand earlier. Were here eyes playing tricks on her again?

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"It makes him sick and weak, according to the stories." He notices the eye rubbing and quickly solidifies. "Sorry. Faded a bit."