"Slade, so you were here."
It had only been peaceful for a short while. Just as Su Ming was about to think about Cloak, someone else came looking for him. This time, it was Superboy-Prime.
Who knew what he had been doing earlier? He was actually soaked through, carrying the salty, fishy smell of seawater.
"Were you fishing?" Su Ming raised a hand and constructed a towel with Quantum Concepts, tossing it to Superboy-Prime so he could dry his dripping hair. "Saltwater fish, at that."
"Hey, didn't I help the Hall of Justice with some repairs earlier? Then I found out the kitchen storeroom had also been hit by the fire. All the stored food had burned into charcoal, so I went out to catch some fish for everyone. You have to eat after finishing work, right?"
Superboy-Prime sat down with a grin, vigorously rubbing his hair before shaking off water droplets like a dog.
"After I finished up there, I followed Superman to his place and repaired his exploded balcony too. Then I suddenly remembered that I had something to ask your help with. I asked around and only then found out you'd come here."
"Oh? Someone capable of figuring out where I was?" Su Ming raised an eyebrow and handed Superboy-Prime a bottle of soda. "Who was it?"
Too many people were keeping an eye on him now. Sure enough, it was time to slip away and lie low as he had in the past.
"Batwoman, of course." Little Superman did not bother hiding it, grinning with eight teeth on display. "She said that now that things were over, Harley would definitely drag you out to have fun. But you obviously still had things to do and definitely wouldn't leave Multiverse 1. So the biggest amusement facility still