"Yeah. Well, I think that's what she was, anyway. I couldn't see her very well." What with being tied down and all. He'd taken a quick look at the message board again after breakfast, and had been both discouraged and relieved to see that there was no answer to his note. He nodded. "So far today it looks like she's not here, but it's not even lunchtime yet. I've got a friend on the lookout for her, just in case." And hopefully, Superboy wouldn't just hit on every dark-haired, green-eyed girl he saw while 'looking' for Teisel's sister...

"You're telling me." Teisel mustered up a weak grin. "I do what I want, and anyone who's got a problem with that can kiss a zakobon for all I care. No offense," he said, "but I don't think I'd like being a Vux too much."

Teisel played with his hair. "Kinda a weird juxtaposition, isn't it?" he asked, hoping to whatever god there was that he was using that word right. "They'll go to that much trouble to come up with these double lives for us that we might not even find out about, and then they toss us out into the hallways to get ourselves splatted." And he was curious about what his file might be like, if he had one. Whoever had sat down and written it seriously had too much time on his hands.

What an odd phrase to repeat. Must have been because Zex didn't really have hands. Teisel laughed a little; his unintentional joke wasn't really that funny, but whatever. "Good."