"I have no idea." He really had no idea who Clark was beyond the memories he had. "...I have his memories, but that's all I have. I also have Lex's." He frowned at the memory of Lex. That man had died in a really horrible way. Conner actually regretted not getting to know him a little. His home life had been hard, and the man he grew into had been harder still-but Conner wanted to know who he was. Part of that was getting to know both sides of his DNA.
"Batman worked with other people?" The Bruce he'd met didn't exactly seem like the whole team player sort. So color him curious. The man seemed like he wanted nothing more than to settle off in his own little cave somewhere and be left to his own devices.
"You do?" He had nothing of that kind of thing to his name, so he could only imagine what that would be like. "Yeah?" He ran a hand against the back of his neck a bit sheepishly. "I'm glad you're here." He was also glad Dick knew who he was. It was hard enough to navigate without having to navigate introductions.