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[bestrobin]

Are any of you capable of flying or jumping at least four stories high?

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[supersweet]

[ Your brothers have failed you.

But Jon processes that and after a beat. ]

Your Kryptonian?

[bestrobin]

( Have you met them? They aren't exactly beacons of success. )

Yes. My Kryptonian.

My father has your father. You're mine.

[supersweet]

[ . . . This is true. ]

Iiii don't think that's how it works. But sure.

[ Some things you just have to let go. ]

[bestrobin]

What do you mean?

[supersweet]

Like. I'm pretty sure your dad and my dad are partners?

[bestrobin]

​Yes.

What's your point?

[supersweet]

. . . It means my dad isn't . . . his Kryptonian? That was my point??

[bestrobin]

He is.

They're partners.

[supersweet]

[ Sigh ]

Yeah, okay. I'm your Kryptonian.

[bestrobin]

See?

It makes sense.

[supersweet]

I seriously doubt it makes sense to anyone else but us.

[bestrobin]

​As long as we have a mutual understanding of our dynamic, that's all that matters.

( Meaning - as long as you know you're his, Jon, you're good. )

[supersweet]

You got it.