The handshake was a little different. It wasn't that it was bad, but it wasn't what she expected from Superman. He wasn't at all what she expected, and maybe that was the whole issue. Olivia's handshake was firm, and she nodded to herself.
"Mm? No. I've only moved dimensions once, but nothing like this. Nothing at all like this. The last world I went to was black and white and stuck in the 40's. Not a year, but a whole decade." She pulled her hand away, shaking her head.
"You would have laser and x-ray vision? Maybe able to leap tall buildings, move faster than a speeding locomotive, or withstand bullets?" She hoped that weren't the case.