The way she watched him was unnerving in it's own right. Kon had hardly seen this side of Allana. The one destined to be royal. Honestly the entire royalty bit was above and way, way over his head. Still in that moment he could see it. Her composure was intense, and that lightsaber as cool as it was only made the possible danger more realistic. It gave him a reality check, the tone in his voice faded and the look in his eyes sobered. He had really died. Clark had been the last one he remembered seeing before whatever this was. Some of the missing pieces of the puzzle were starting to come together again for better or worse.
Kon knew the tests she would perform from the complexes classes. He'd taken a few along side her, never did he think they would be used on him. It was worrying, and weird. There was no reaction to the word at all except a slight raise of his eyebrow. Next up was holywater and silver, neither of which gained a reaction either. He caught the necklace and looked at her quietly. Brows furrowed in concern. "Cool lightsaber. " He tried for humor but it faltered. Mixed emotions on his face.
This was gearing up to be a very confusing week. Nearly all of his wounds were healed thanks to his Kryptonian abilities, he healed faster then the average human. There were a few markings left in various places, but he had been dead an entire week after all. "..So it's true then. " He said as he touched his own jawline, there were some small leftover cuts on the verge of healing.
Looking down at the necklace in his hand he swallowed thickly and couldn't come up with any more words. His throat was dry. His confidence was shaken. It felt like a nightmare. He wished it were one. Then he could will it away and forget.