[She gives him a slight nod so he knows she's listening, but her expression doesn't change much as she reaches for her legs and hugs them close to her chest, hovering to land on the bed in her little Kryptonian room.]

Can you tell me something? In the future- the future you come from... do I screw up? Is that why I'm here? [And then a long pause as she takes a deep breath, trying to ask the real question she's itching to ask.]

Was New Krypton a bad idea?