Ururu wasn't quite so concerned over Superboy's innuendo as Kurt was, and only partially because she didn't know what an innuendo was (but she'd make sure to ask about it later). What worried her more was that Superboy thought he couldn't be hurt. It'd be a good thing if it was true, but the little girl wasn't so quick to believe it.

"Um, Superboy-san? Are you sure you're invincible here?" Ururu pushed Kurt's hands away from her ears with an ease that defied her small size. It wasn't that she minded the touch at all. She just wanted to be sure. "I used to be really strong before, but when I got here, I was weaker." It made the girl frown a little more to think about.

"You should be really sure before you go, because otherwise something bad could happen." And since Superboy and Kurt were good friends, Ururu didn't want that. "Oh, and I'm not twelve, Kurt-san." Ururu leaned her head back to look up at her friend. "I'm eleven."

The difference was important.