Rose brought her single gaze down to the chalky skinned guy, distinctive dark markings around his eyes, solid yellow eyes.. She knew this guy. Well knew of him anyway. Titans had files on all past and present team mates and allies, she had looked through them in the early days, looking for people like herself. Searching for other people that didn't fit the Amazon Barbie and Kryptonian Ken image.

"Thanks. No big, I can cook anything that heats up in a microwave or has a screw top." Rose folded her arms over her chest and smiled. "Hey, in an effort of being upfront... I'm loud, I have issues with authority, I drink, I smoke and I use gratuitous foul language."

To her of course these were good qualities.

"Oh yeah, and my father was a cold blooded psychopath."