Lois laughed. "I'm not complaining about the sight--though no one should reasonably be able to pull off tights and a cape. I swear it's a superpower all on its own."

There was an audible undertone to her voice, warm and rich and far too appreciative. She likes him in the uniform.

"But I'd just seen him with a knife in his chest--dressed in his black get-up, by the way--and been yanked across dimensions. I was not expecting skin-tight technicolor."