[ Oh, so that’s a yes then. If “that” enclave doesn’t want to talk to him, then that enclave - that is, an enclave that conscripts in its own world, does in fact exist. ]

Thanks. I don’t mean to use you as a interdimensional operator.

[ But then the new Gaia shifts into place. We do what we must.

Did - did they say Holland?

(As in Alec Holland?)

(As in Swamp Thing?)

(No, they’re just really into windmills. Obviously as in Swamp Thing.)

(If the Green created Swamp Thing, that’s several orders of magnitude more powerful than the abilities the abductees have).

Oh, this makes so much more sense now. No wonder there’s so many metahumans in his world, if there’s a neutral (self-interested) party capable of giving that much power in one burst or spread out across larger groups.

The voice in his head is an unwelcome surprise, although Tim fights to not react to it. He largely doesn’t. There’s a lightning quick full body tensing, like a dancer contracting muscles to cause that pop, but no one can hear the sound of his train of thought coming to a screeching halt of fifty mental doors being slammed shut.

But he doesn’t think of brick walls. He thinks loudly, and clearly. ]

I could understand enough, if you explain it to me. I’m a fast learner, and I don’t need to understand the full scope of it.

You wouldn’t have given me powers over [a visualization of Nightwing] if you thought I couldn’t understand your intentions.

And we don’t always fight Ivy. Sometimes, her intentions align with ours. [A visualization of the absolute wild untouched growth in Gotham when it was No Man’s Land.] She protected a lot of kids.


[ (They know who he is. How could they know?) ]

This is how you knew how to pick your avatars. You’re a telepath.

[ (But why would they pick Dr. Isley? She’s not the stablest option.

Maybe they’re not the stablest option either.) ]

Do you have trouble with, ah, mammalian archetypes, or just conversation?