Nevyn_Black
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She gazed at him quietly for a long, long moment. "Plans have a funny way of not working out. My father and mother sent me to Earth in hopes that I would take care of my baby cousin Kal, help him grow up. Only-- only I showed up late, and he-- never did. But I still try to do my best with how I ended up, saving the world that would have saved both of us."
Ache dashed across those blue blue eyes for a moment, and then she gestured to him. "The Reach planned for whoever received their Infiltrator to be a-- 'meat puppet'-- as you say. But that's not what happened, is it? You're still you. I'd say that matters a whole Hell of a lot, but that's just me."
"Mm," Kara nodded, indestructible teeth grazing her impenetrable bottom lip. "You must know from experience that it's hard work keeping up a human life when you're doing a superhero's work on the side. J'onn's got dozens of human lives. But I'll do what I can to help you track him down. His insight should prove invaluable in this."
Jaime nodded, almost absently, as if half listening to her and half holding some inner dialogue. He smiles wryly at her, eyes warm and flashing.
"You know, I trained for years to develop what they call a 'clinical rapport' with people, or a disarming manner. But you just do it naturally. It's rather remarkable, considering you have the power to demolish entire cities by yourself. But still, there is something about you that engenders...absolute trust. Like being held in the comforting arms of a mother, perhaps. I just...feel that you would never hurt me. You might not realize just how important that is."
Jaime shifted uncomfortably in the med bed, his wounds itching and aching, but mostly healed. He frowned, confused. That Kryptonian tech must be really good at healing combat injuries. He could feel that he was almost ready to get up and move around already. He smiles at...hmn.
"Come to think of it, I don't really know your actual name. Well, I mean I remember the things I have read from your file, or that other people have said. But what would you like for me to call you? Oh, and thanks. For saving my life, and for letting me hang out here, and for helping me."
Jaime chuckled at his own awkwardness. "And for making me feel so comfortable. Unless it's drugs from the machines or something. I'm normally pretty nervous around women, self-conscious. Course, you are pretty much perfect, so that makes it easier. Having no chance in hell means I can just be myself. Wow...am I on a truth serum or something?" He laughed again, freely, without restraint.