She took a peek at the glowing screen, taking note of the position of the numerous blinking lights and the strange symbols that adorned every single one. To her primitive monkey brain it was a bunch of nonsense and squiggly lines.

To her brand spanking new Kryptonian one?

It was a star map written in Kryptonian. Blue eyes flickered to the monitor on their right as she double checked the datalogs and compared it to what she knew to be the initial voyage plans. Everything looked to be right on track to Victoria, or was that Kara now, but she really couldn't relax until she was sure she was home free.

It's been a nerve wrecking and emotional ride to say the least and even two whole weeks after waking up in this spaceship the recently awoken blonde still found herself hoping that it'd all just be a a wacky dream from all the stress and anime binging craze they've been through. She thought that being stuck at home for a a couple months because of Covid was bad, but being stuck all alone inside a spaceship with only a baby to keep her company while traveling infinitely faster than any race car back home?

Where ramming into any random space pebble could render her into space dust galore?

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That... That was something else entirely.

Victoria didn't know how long she spent mourning the lost of both of her worlds while she was processing the merging of hers and Super Girl's memories, but she knew it was only because Kal's baby monitor had alerted her to his crying that she got out of her funk. The advanced life support system ensured that his body was kept properly fed and his wastes disposed of, but babies are nothing if not needy and he probably misses his mom and dad just as much as she missed hers.

Whenever she wasn't distracting herself with her ship's VR learning system or the expansive digital library she would often spend hours with the infantile Super Man. It was a wonder how something so... Small and pudgy could grow up to become a pillar of society. The world's greatest super hero, faster than a speeding bullet, more powerful than a locomotive..!

The man of Tomorrow.

Pearls of laughter interrupted her thoughts and although she wasn't physically there, she scrunched up her nose and made silly faces at the monitor, "Well good morning, Sunshine, looks like you're up and happy... Quite gassy too apparently, aint cha little guy?"

She doubted he understood she was making fun of him, especially since she was speaking in English, but the boy seemed all the more cheerful as he clapped his hands. It was a shame that Kryptonians weren't as big on their music and comedies as Humans were, but as she hummed the tune of some early 2000's pop she had long forgotten the words of and listened to one of the saviors of the world laugh his head off in pure joy from her smoshing her face together-

for a moment, things didn't seem completely awful.