While the smile on her face is of satisfaction for the most part, while it reflects the victory in itself for making Mon-El admit something, it carries a glint of genuine content with it as well. See ִ 𖤠 It wasn’t so hard to say after all, huh.

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Gasps. Then, Andrea stares, head tilting as her eyes trail the figure of . . . well— 𝘈𝘯𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢. Huh. Is that what her tits look like to everyone else . . ִ 𖤠 Guapísima que sos, eh. Podría mirarme todo el día.

De noche, de día: ¡Que viva la putería!

How about you bend over then, mi cielo?

And you’re adorable for putting up with me while I do that. Granted, I’d be mad at you if you didn’t but, still. Love you.

Smiles with absolute satisfaction, draping herself on Lena’s lap with a shrug. Nope. You can’t. Good. You better, Lenita.

Not gonna lie, I’ve always wanted to know what kissing me feels like.

Peeks in. National City . . . Been a while , hasn’t it ?

Funny she’d ask, Andrea hasn’t decided just yet. Depends on how good National City and all its affairs are at keeping her entertained. /Earn?/ The fact that the Luthor has reached out first is proof that Andrea’s arrival has rattled something, enough to put grudges aside.