"Pretty old man, you watch me with your teeth bared. Do you want to eat me, old man?"
She twirled around me, dancing to the music in her head, human but somehow not.
Her soft hands finding my old and rough face and leaving little kisses on it as she whispers 'alien, alien I kissed an alien!' Helping the cuts heal from my latest run in with Kal-el.
"He got you pretty good, might take awhile to put you back together again, Dr. Brain."
Every once in a while she would slap or kiss away the smirk that filled my cheeks saying that I looked like someone she remembered and that if I smiled like that again she would take part of my cheek with her. That's my girl.
"I almost had him, one more moment and he would have been mine. I would have crushed him."
With one quick zap she made my lips stop yapping and went back to treating my many wounds, giving me a smile saying 'shut it or I'll kill you but of course I still love you honey-brain'
"I get it, honey-bear."
After that I had more wounds then before. Sigh, me and my mouth.
She whispers words of happy in my old ears, words about winning, killing Kal-el once and for all, words of finally being pure and not weak.
Soon I could finally be a man worthy of having such a woman, her and her blue healing and destroying hands.
"Soon, baby, soon you'll be free to do as you wish. Sooner then you think."
Small kisses on the back of head, sometimes it feels like she treats me like a human mother treats her baby, kisses and cuddles.
Do I mind, not at all.
She trains me to shut my mouth around her and not let a snarky comment slip from my lips.
I give her a smile, not a smirk for the first time in my existence. I look at her blond hair and glossy lips, twisted mind and all mine.
Maybe humans aren't all that bad.