The knocking made Lana look up toward the noise. She hadn't expected to be disturbed, but when she heard the voice that accompanied it, she should have realized she would. Superhearing. Despite the fact that Kara would know exactly what she'd been doing behind the door, but still she put down the pillow, wiping her face and pushing herself to the edge of the bed, trying to put on a brave face for her pseudo-niece.