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--there we go!

( the feed opens up to just his face, a satisfied grin plastered across his mouth now that he sees that he did, in fact, get this thing to work. it doesn't quite reach his eyes, though; they're a bit red, definitely swollen. don't judge him. )

Hi! My name’s Jon Kent. I’m looking for my mom and dad. My dad’s name is Clark, and my mom is Lois. My dad looks a lot like me, just bigger? My mom has brown hair. I’m sure they’re fine, but I haven’t been able to find them yet.

( the grin shifts into something a bit more sheepish, free hand raising to adjust the big, bulky glasses sitting on his nose. )

And uh. . how do I know which room’s mine? Why are there ogres outside--?

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( he doesn't know, exactly, what a demon looks like. he knows of the demons and aliens that have been shown on the news, knows how those specific ones look, but--everyone's different, right? this person, though?

feels human. the beat of their heart sounds human, the blood rushing through their veins feels human. jon--may not be able to tell the physical differences between himself and humans, or his dad. but the sound of someone breathing when they have two hearts is definitely different than one. being human shaped doesn't make someone human, jon knows that well, and he can tell, from listening to them, that they believe the things they're saying.

which ultimately just reminds him of damian, a little. someone raised to think bad things about themselves--someone taught that they are bad. maybe it's the same as it is for this person. )

What do you mean, possesses people? I. . everyone's different. Everyone has the power to destroy hopes, dreams--all of that. That's nothing that only a demon could do. Humans can, too. Humans come when you call their names too, right? And everyone exists for a reason. I don't really understand where you're coming from, but. .

Maybe you're more human than you think.

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Wowie. No wonder you know a Superboy and Supergirl.

That was the single most generically saccharine thing I've ever heard. The most empty motivational hero-speech anyone could ever ask for!

[Maybe you're human, but just a dream-destroying person-possessing kind! Everyone exists for a reason, even if that reason is "to ruin absolutely everything you touch!" Shucks! Golly! What an inspiration!

They, of course, respond in the way a bad guy is supposed to when confronted by a pure-hearted hero who sees the humanity deep within them. By falling to their knees and weeping in relief that th-

Oh, wait, no.

By laughing in his face.]

You've only known of my existence for maybe 12 minutes. How about you take the patronizing assumptions about who or what I really am and cram them up your nose? This paper-thin attempt is, frankly, just sort of insulting.