An unexpected guest...

Sunburn too was the least of your concerns, sitting on top of the mesa with the desert sun beating down on you.

As you stayed in place, you heard something from above coming down. You turn to look, and saw a figure with grey... wings? 'Hawkgirl,' you figured. Shayera it was, plummeting towards you; it stands to reason that the Justice League doesn't even wait 5 minutes before coming after a teammate.

Whether he wants them to or not...

She landed and folded her feathered appendages and tapped her Nth mace in her palm as she held it in the other hand. She looked mad! "Look, kid. I don't know why no one told you this, but we don't just leave our team behind just because we make some minor mistakes. Especially without telling someone where you're off to."

You echo her word 'minor' in befuddlement, standing straight up. "Would you call fucking a fraction of the Justice League's girls minor? Yourself excluded. Lantern can put me in a body cast for months about Vixen; and that guy Question? It'll just be a matter of time until he pins me and his girlfriend with fucking around--"

"KNOCK IT OFF." Her voice wasn't over the top, but the **** of it was enough to shut you up. "Yes, you did things you can't take back. And I know what I'm talking about. But it means that you can set things right, fix your mistakes. So less brooding, or we'll have two Batmen." She gave you a smile that had you mirror her, lightly grinning at her.

"Ok, ok. I see what you did there. My real friends wouldn't want me to feel sorry for myself." You got up and brushed off the sand and dust from your clothes, and walk to her as she called for a transporter lift. And you both disappear into the light.