Being up in the sky has always helped Sal. The freedom, the cold wind in your hair, watching as all the world and its problems shrink so far from view. Being around someone else while doing it, well. This is the first place she's experienced that, but there's merit in it too.

Sal seems more cautious and careful about showing what she's thinking or feeling, but she doesn't stray too far from him. Now that so many are gone, and who knows if the situation is as permanent as it sometimes feels, having this bond feels all the more vital.

She gives Superboy a small, strained grin in reply. "It's been a fucking hell of time for everyone lately, hasn't it?" Sal glances around the city, gesturing below. "Kind of a real shit time for it, honestly, with the state this city is in. Even when I'm out here, trying to find some way to help out, it's hard to feel like any of this is going to make a change."