There was still no word from Constantine. Su Ming was in no hurry to wade into the mess in Eternia, so he returned to 40K Earth and waited, watching from afar.
They were still in that private mountain forest, still on the familiar bearskin rug. After a round of "sparring" with Valkyrie, the two nestled together and watched the stars in the night sky.
The mountain forest was a little cold at night, but the campfire beside them was for roasting bear paws rather than keeping warm. Thick droplets of grease fell onto the firewood, crackling and popping.
Gin wiped the sweat from her forehead, lay against Su Ming's chest, and muttered with her eyes closed:
"You reek of Harley's perfume. Isn't she being a little too clingy? Won't she interfere with your important business?"
"She won't. She's provided quite a bit of help." Su Ming rested his arm beneath his head and watched the leaves sway overhead. "It's just that she does things entirely according to her preferences. You can't force her to do anything."
"I understand. What about Diana?" Misty opened her eyes and propped up her head. "Is she still staying on Earth-0? It's understandable that she has her own honor to uphold, but she obviously wants to rely on the Justice League to deal with Darkseid."
Gin had looked into the situation on the DC side as well. It could only be described as bizarre. The approach of Multiverse 2 felt more like an ominous sign, not to mention the even darker things rolling through the void.
"She's different from you. She has a whole family on Paradise Island, and now even her mother has been resurrected. Besides, although she says she hates Olympus, Vulcan and several other gods are close to her. With the world