Kara and Alura walk to a table. The two sit, free their disturbances.
Alura has just guided Kara a few things to follow as a inhabitant in Krypton, and a resident of their city. Now they're smoothing it down into quaint chatter.
"You've changed a lot since we last acquainted", Alura announced. Her volume was medium, assuring Kara that it's not bad.
"Have I?", Kara followed questionably, her tone staged in hints of laughter.
"Years ago, you displayed a rather solemn tone", the mother proved.
Kara lowers her head down, thinking about years ago. "Mom. I've faced many difficulties. Oliver was one of them. My moral tendencies to save lives in various planets".
Alura faintly giggles, less childish. She heard news in space web about the existences of her daughter, a hero still existing. A moniker.
"Never the same one I appealed when she was just sweet little girl", Alura patronised. "If I'm correct, there are existences of men and women whom occupy as a space organisation, much like the Justice Force Kal built 2 years ago, but only lodge a handful who wield sabers".
"Supergirl is a moniker that will live on for how ever long I can last", Kara expressed. "I didn't leave Krypton just to satisfy my role as a space hero Mum. Oliver. His tendency to only appeal to his own darkness was what frightened me to ever touch on Krypton's surface". Her vocalisation was getting lower.
"I would never blame you for the act. You had a job to denote, which you successfully did", said Alura. Lightening Kara's lips to curve-up. "22 years ago, Oliver lost most of the things he held dear-most to him. He lost hope within him. Grounded her own daughter, restraining her from becoming like you. Now. He's letting it aside", Alura explaining, pointing out many facts in regards to the 22 year timeline between then and now.
Kara displays a smile, grateful she has a mum that still lives in the real world.
"I wish I could've visited more before", Kara expressed.
Alura briefed a horizontal nod. "No. No. Kara. You are always welcome here. You're family to us. And Kal".
Kara fleeted her head down, before raising up to exhibit a smile.
Their silence was cut short, by a thud from Kal's presence.
"Kal?", Alura exclaimed.
"Sorry but I need Kara", Clark gestured, attended an attention from Kara. "It's about Oliver". When Kara heard her husband's name, she almost put a shock show, which soon faded away.
"Yes? What about him?", Kara said to Clark's request.
Clark supplemented for 4 seconds, re-posturing himself, before informing the news to his cousin.
"I think you need to speak him". A sentence Kara swiftly became odd of.
Clark gestured Kara to follow him, excusing Alura to give them their privacy as they had a serious matter to deal with.
El cousins sit in another room, in Alura's habitat. In settlement privy seats.
"What'd you do cuz?", Kara questioned, forth smile. Knowing Clark can be clumsy and a bit rash. Which she'd presume happened too recent.
Clark remakes his pose, slowly eyeing with Kara. "There are two ways to describe it. One way could be the fact Oliver's not ready to embrace his past-experience from the 2 decades precede, which will sum as my own fault for upbringing a case he is heavily against. Or the other way". Clark preps to sleek his voice down. "He needs someone who can convince him to never recall his past ever again". Kara quickly new who Clark is referring to, and it was reckoned this way when he first appeared facade.
"Can't convince him Clark", Kara confessed, expressing her certainty that she has no plot of advices for anyone to accumulate with him, nor can she crawl it out in him. The male Kryptonian arches an eyebrow. "I can only change his personality. Not his relive-tensions", Kara claimed, standing up. "If there was a way cuz, I would definitely contend to surge that point upward. Unfortunately we're just going to have to wait".
"Then what do you propose I pacify your husband in?", Clark asks.
Kara glances over the windows, reflecting her thoughts on what circumstances Oliver can play himself in.
"If you can't get a man in one side, seek a different way", Kara officially quoted, suggesting Clark to work with him.
Clark froze his eye-lines with Kara, thinking about what she just gave him.
"Just don't push it too hard. Your brashness and clumsiness could steam him off, forcing me to save you from his wrath"
Clark shortly chuckles at Kara's statement. "I'll be careful". Beefing a big posture. "I am a Man of Steel after all".
"Kal. Everyone is coded as the Man of Steel", Kara reminded. "Maybe a vault of Kryptonite could fair things up in which of you male Kryptonians are the strongest".
"Another time, Kara", Clark excused, walking out with a gesture of thanks. Leaving Kara to raise her hopes that her cousin doesn't suppose a anger tint in Oliver.