Ah, he managed to get a Batsmile, the rarest of smiles. So far so good, at least neither Nightwing or Batman had threatened him with Kryptonite. Though the way the younger vigilante kept looking at him gave him pause. It was if he hadn't seen him in a long while, not him, but his own Superman. The Kryptonian wondered if some kind of rift had happened between the League. Or maybe this Earth's Superman wasn't so keen on visiting Gotham?
He watched as Dick skipped lightly back up the steps the way they had come, gaze drifting back to Bruce as he too watched his eldest. Something heavy settled in his chest as the familial interaction reminded him that his own son had not come through with him this time, and neither had Lois.
"Not at all." Looking around the cave, he took a step or two closer to the computer and alternate Batman. "This would be my third Earth. So far, it isn't too different to the second."