Margery was being left alone. As much as she really, really liked that, she also knew it wasn't good for everyone else. It's still chilly enough that Margery can think that out straight, her self-preservation warring with her brain. She'd heard, in the distance, Superboy mentioning the kitchen. Probably where Mothgirl Alina was. Still not hearing anything precisely from over there, she starts to make her way around.
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