"I suppose that is correct," Brainiac 5 had to admit. "I doubt you would have the same issues with them that I did." After all, if Leon claimed to also have magic, then he would be unlikely to be targeted by psychotic mental patients claiming to be gods of death.
Mindful of his shoulder, Brainiac 5 took up his fork again and picked over the meal in front of him. While he could understand Leon's desire to make small talk and be sociable - the Legion had never seemed to be able to have any meal silently, and he'd often retreated to his laboratory to avoid the inevitable arguments and food fights - he simply did not feel up to the effort at the moment, and particularly not when the topic was one that he'd had so many problems with.
Automatically he glanced around the room, trying to find Clark's familiar face and sighing to himself when he couldn't see the other boy. Not that he was entirely certain what he would have done had he seen him, but it would have at least made him feel a little better.
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Mindful of his shoulder, Brainiac 5 took up his fork again and picked over the meal in front of him. While he could understand Leon's desire to make small talk and be sociable - the Legion had never seemed to be able to have any meal silently, and he'd often retreated to his laboratory to avoid the inevitable arguments and food fights - he simply did not feel up to the effort at the moment, and particularly not when the topic was one that he'd had so many problems with.
Automatically he glanced around the room, trying to find Clark's familiar face and sighing to himself when he couldn't see the other boy. Not that he was entirely certain what he would have done had he seen him, but it would have at least made him feel a little better.