Normally, Superboy would be all about the banter, but he wasn't so eager to chat it up today. He was far too uncertain—uncertain of what he could do, of how he could contribute. He didn't tend to think of himself as a team player, but today, he was secretly relieved he wasn't alone.

But it was better not to think too hard about it. This place was abandoned, which meant finding a good spot to hide and spring an ambush from wouldn't be too hard. (Hopefully. He hadn't been practicing his stealth skills, but it'd be a pain if he ran into Stardust by accident...) As long as he didn't stray too far from the others, anything would be fine—he had a feeling he'd be kind of useless on his own.