Admittedly, the potential reward spying upon Lena was far greater
reward for spying
More importantly, the way in which they were wrong indicated both a slightly different method of verifying shard identity, and that they were not the same Queen Administrator.
Interesting that she's already reached that conclusion. Too bad she was asleep and didn't share with Addy.
If entirely different multiverse clusters had somehow managed to produce their own versions of Queen Administrator, then that further reinforced their shared status as an objectively superior existence.
I'm sure the inhabitants of both dimensions also have to poop. No, this is an entirely random observation with no connection to the prior subject.
"One adequately armed Friend smaller than I am," Minnie eventually bargained.
[TWO DAYS LATER]
"Ugh. You're going to need to remove most of these. I have no idea why it needs a breaching charge. Now, what's this thing called 'Sting'?"
I also have another one:
"Where the hell have you been that a
tactical nuke is 'adequately armed'?!"
The redirected attacks may kill, but that is the fault of whomever shot at us.
Right up until she puts an Entity-tier aimbot on it.
Perhaps she'll end up taking alt-Taylor's moniker of God-Empress Papercut sooner than later.
I've heard alien brains can be a lot different from ours, so something keeping humans from thinking about her might not work on one of them.
Well, I think we've proven the secret Kryptonian mind control power instead.
Minnie did not enjoy the proximity to numerous disease-carrying organisms—which was to say, young non-host humans.
...Has someone been secretly observing me?
Minnie may benefit from an emotional support animal.
They're going to regret that recommendation sooner than later.
If there was a bright side, it was that Minnie truly was fully human after all and physically healthy. Lena had been rather worried. She wouldn't have been upset if Minnie was an alien, exactly, but it would certainly have made both their lives harder.
Wow, those misunderstandings are hitting with a
vengeance this time around.
Or perhaps the Kryptonian thing isn't actually them after all and there's some really weird cognitive bias in all the humans who live there
"Do you have a sample of Kryptonite available for me to examine?" Minnie asked innocently. "Most research articles would cost money to view."
I suspect a very awkward conversation is about to ensue.