"I have to say, Nightwing really does take after Batman when it comes to romance," Roland said. "Just what you'd expect from the Original Robin."
"You're too kind," Nightwing said. "Since she's awake now, we don't have to figure out this spaceship ourselves—"
"You want to use my shuttle?" Starfire asked. "What for?"
"Have you heard of Apokolips?" Nightwing briefly recapped what had happened. "We're hunting down Steppenwolf. If he's already left Earth, we'll need your shuttle to—"
"Apokolips?" Starfire was badly shaken. "You're saying your planet hasn't even entered the interstellar age, but you've already repelled two invasions from Apokolips? And you've wounded both Darkseid and Steppenwolf?"
"That's right. The guy who wounded Darkseid back then is right outside my church," Roland said, pointing at Ares's corpse.
"Oh." Starfire felt that whether they had entered the interstellar age no longer mattered. This planet was firmly among the universe's heavyweights. At the very least, Tamaran and the Daxamites faced certain death if they encountered Apokolips's armies.
"We have quite a few top-tier fighters, but our ordinary technology isn't that advanced," Roland explained.
"So that's how it is." Starfire nodded. "Go ahead and use my shuttle. Just be careful—a Daxamite slaving crew might follow it here. Actually, forget I said anything."
They were about to hunt down Steppenwolf. What did a mere slaving crew amount to?
"Right, but we don't know how to fly it. If you could fly it for us—"
"No, I'll pass. That's Steppenwolf we're talking about." Starfire raised her hands. "I'll teach you how to fly the shuttle."
"Oh... that works too."
While Starfire was teaching Nightwing to fly the shuttle, Superman and Batman caught wind of it and came over.
"What are you two up to?" Roland could tell at a glance that they had come