[ This sadness feels sharp and cold, and it pinches at her nose and throat. Just them, and with no way out. Is Alice afraid? Luther? They've got to be together. Kara can survive here on her own as long as she believes her family is safe. Right now, all she can do is work to solve the mystery of this Hadriel place while pretending to be human. If she could do it in a very hostile Detroit, she can do it here.

In her perioheral vision she sees his hand go from pristine white to pale and humanlike, and she remembers all of a sudden that he'd been injured-- that he'd willingly plunged his hand into the gel in order to grab the hammer she's still holding, the tool that saved their lives. ]

You look good as new. [ She offers a flicker of a smile, putting the hammer down on a dusty table as she takes a few steps closer. ] I was worried. That looked painful, and I don't know how much different your body is from mine.

[ Probably a lot different, her being such a common model, him being an advanced prototype. ]