She has never once seen him in clothes other than his Hawk costume.

“... why would I put a fish in my pants?”

“I wouldn’t dare! I don’t even wear pants— I’m just.... not exactly sure of what the implication here is.”

From her perspective he never really seems to ‘feel like it’. At least his body is somewhat okay.

“........” Those whistles are far from innocent, fish-fucker. “Gladly. Let me guess— you’re Aquamans new apprentice?”

She broke the Dance, Dance, Revolution machine. Apparently the ‘Revolution’ couldn’t handle a little stomping.

The Fortress of Solitude outsold both.

.... the fact there are even rumors to begin with is an issue. “Uh— Sorry? I just assumed ‘cause of all the... well, fish conversation. And your costume is a bit scaly.”

He’s seen Snart’s bedroom? Anyway— It’s not boring, and it’s not cold to a Kryptonian.

SHE’S NOT LINDA! Well— technically there was that one stint when she tried it out, but— It’s not cheating! And frankly it’s racist to even call it that, Bartholomew.

Oh right, she forget the highly decorated parts of the Arrow-cave. Does he even have a potted plant in there?

Congratulations. Meanwhile, the Fortress has an entire zoo of Kryptonian species that either wouldn’t survive on Earth, or would wreak havoc. Animals and plant life.

Nope. She’s not being absurd at all. His butt is flat.

“Honestly, can I copyright Super Bowl? I mean it’s coming for my brand.”

Nope. Her body is way better than his too. Butt and all.

.... she doesn’t really need to know about his sex habits full stop—. “Right, right! Of course you’re not! You, uh— well— Aquaman doesn’t put fish in his pants so... that’s a difference!” Was this guy a hero or a cosplayer?

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