[He leans back against he fridge, crossing his arms, breathing in and sighing through his nose.]

She wasn't mine.

I was stuck in this other dimension for a while. Kinda sucked. I'm still the same after all the reboot stuff because I was there the whole time.

[This is the same Kon. Not some kind of amalgamation of multiple Kons. The same single Kon she always knew.]

While I was there, this pregnant chick took me in. Lophi. It wasn't the kind of world where it was safe for a woman to be alone. So I pretended to be her husband and she gave me somewhere to live. I helped work her farm.

I had to deliver the baby. I couldn't find our neighbor, who was a midwife. And I'd at least delivered some calves so I just kiiinda had to wing it. She let me name her, so I named her after Superman's mom. And then I helped take care of her.

[Which is...parenting. "Helping take care of a baby" is...parenting. He really needs to not think that, though.]

Until Young Justice came. We kicked Lord Opal's sorry butt, so things were safer and they could rebuild there. I finally had a way home. Lophi had her home and I had mine, though, so I had to say goodbye.

I mean...it's not like the kid was mine. [Even though he delivered her, named her, cared for her day in day out for months. Enough that she would recognize him and do little grabby hands at him so he'd hold her.] I just miss her sometimes.

[A lot. Sometimes he misses her a lot.]