"It's not that scary. I'm sure he smells different, considering. So there's that." And she already knew their mannerisms were different. If she felt like herself likely she'd rib him a little. But only a little.
Taking a deep breath she mentally grabbed hold of her emotions and forced them back. The heals of her hands wiping away the trails again. This time successfully. "I've noticed I've been overreacting a lot lately. I mean I just think the name Cato and I've got crocodile tears." She did miss the hulking blonde something fierce. She dashed her fingers through her hair.
"There's a possibility that I'm pregnant. A small one, but it's there. And I've been thinking about it since the other day..." She paused for a moment. "I met one of the newbies. A guy, who's a bit of a prick, named Kon-El. In one of the thrift stores, I was trying on a dress that should have fit perfect, and it was too small. His first question was, 'What, are you pregnant or something?' or right about close to that." She cast a glance at him, waiting for his reaction.