[That's certainly the type of goddess Kara can get behind. She laughs at the joke, even as she's awed by the fiery conjuring. The relaxation doesn't last long as she follows the younger woman up, up, and away -- or at least to some relative safety. Hopefully.]

No beard, and you definitely don't run like an old man. [Kara pants a little, but only because Mars is much faster than she thought.

Clever machines...that's almost never a good sign in Kara's world.]

I have a sidearm and uh...that's about it. So if they get clever, we'll just have to get more clever.