"Just tell me whether it worked," Roland said to Aquaman.
"It certainly cleaned up the ocean." Superboy-Prime nodded.
"You two..." Aquaman was speechless.
"Anyway, we're going to keep cleaning up the ocean. I just found a drug manufacturing company dumping wastewater into the Gulf of Mexico. Looks like they're asking for a tsunami," Superboy-Prime said.
"Good idea." Roland nodded.
"All right, you two little ocean defenders can take a break. Leave this sort of thing to us adults," Aquaman said, in the tone of someone coaxing children.
"You said it." Roland opened a portal, ready to leave.
"Go on, go on..." Aquaman sighed.
"Oh, remember to keep that sword with you. We don't want to be a person short when we need to summon the Fruit Warrior God."
"All right." Aquaman drew the Moye Sword. "But I have a question. Superman's sword is red, and Green Lantern's is green. Why isn't mine blue?"
"They aren't all assigned by color," Roland explained. "For example, Old Bat got the Chixiao Sword because he's rich."
"Huh?" Aquaman was baffled. "How does that follow?"
"Look, don't worry about it. As long as we can combine, that's all that matters."
"One more thing. Why isn't The Flash part of the combination?" Aquaman asked curiously. "Don't tell me you forgot him?"
"Of course not." Roland shook his head and smiled awkwardly. "His abilities are better suited to fighting alone."
"Oh." Aquaman didn't believe a word of it. He rather unkindly wanted to laugh. At least this time, he wasn't the one who'd been forgotten.
Superboy-Prime and Roland stepped through the portal and emerged together above Gotham City.
Superboy-Prime asked curiously, "Was Aquaman right just now? Did you really forget The Flash?"
"Of course not," Roland flatly denied.
"Then what was the reason? It can't really be