Straight to patrol.

There are no big incidents for the rest of the day. You make a fly by over the repair work being done in the wake of the eggdroid attack, but the people of Metropolis have it all well in hand. Still, your presence is a good morale booster, and morale is the game of the day. Good and helpful deeds throughout the city, posing for a few photos, it may seem small, but helping put people at ease after something traumatic. There’s a lot more to hero work than fighting.

But you're also distracted. At every breeze you hope that Kara is out of class and has flown out to join you. Even if you can't get intimate until later, you ache to see your Supergirl, to touch her and make her blush. But you also keep thinking about what you have to look forward to. You don't know when you'll find time, or even place, to try and get your hooks into Power Girl, but the thought is inescapable.

"You want to talk to PG?" The voice on the other end of the Justice League communicator asks when you call the watchtower during lunch.

"Yeah. Just wanting to check some notes with her."

"Ah, this about the whole Egg Fu thing? Man, you drew the weirdest villain for Metropolis watch. I'll send her your contact line and she'll probably get in touch with you."

Not much more you can do than that just now, not without leaving Metropolis. Even if it's quiet now, that's not something you're keen on doing. You have a duty to the people here.

Hours roll on as you fly around the city. You stop a purse snatcher, secure EMTs a fast route to an injured man. Every so often in your Astral Vision you catch a cute girl who's ovulating and think about what you've set in motion. It's later in the day and you actually take the time out to talk to a reporter, a real cutie named Tana Moon, about the battle the day before. You give the well prepared proper sentiments to the people affected, and those working to fix the damage, and of course give genuine praise to your fellow heroes.

"Speaking of your fellow heroes, the picture of you saving Supergirl has been all over Metropolis. Was this just a friendly assist, or are you two particularly close?"

You go to answer, but then you catch her as a glint in your Astral Vision, the shine of the sun she has absorbed sparkling brighter as she draws closer. School is out, and Supergirl is in the air.

"We've worked together a few times before, and I've always held great admiration for Supergirl. It's been a great comfort to me to be able to talk to someone who knows so well what it means to leave behind a whole world for a new one. That she has done so under such stressful circumstances, it truly amazes me what a light she can be after suffering something so dark. She is kind, brave, beauti-"

You're cut off as the maid of steel flies into your arms, a grin across your face as you know she heard every word you said with her super hearing. Embaressed and red, she happily purrs as you kiss her, the pair of you twirling in the air before onlookers and the reporters.

"So yes," you smile, as Supergirl tucks herself into your side, her hair falling away to give a good look at the possessive bruise on her neck. "We are close."