[Kal's words are like a sunburn, painful to the touch, but radiating a sort of warmth. Dixon doesn't know what he believes in; he doesn't think he has any sort of core beliefs or knowledge or self, just an outer shell of reactions and impulses, as if he wouldn't exist if he weren't responding to something.
He tilts his head at Kal's confession that he wasn't always Superman. It's not what he expected to hear. Sometimes, when you look to someone for guidance, it's painfully easy to forget their wisdom wasn't something that was born at the same time as them, created in tandem.]
Does that mean you won't judge someone if they fuck it up along the way?
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He tilts his head at Kal's confession that he wasn't always Superman. It's not what he expected to hear. Sometimes, when you look to someone for guidance, it's painfully easy to forget their wisdom wasn't something that was born at the same time as them, created in tandem.]
Does that mean you won't judge someone if they fuck it up along the way?