"Kara, as I forcibly rip knowledge from it about brain structure that its species is privy to due to their control of other sentients' brains, the Yeerk is currently curled in the corner of my skull, screaming to be let out."

Wait, crap, that just made him sound horrifying. And like a Brainiac.

Then again, he is a Brainiac, and it tried to control his mind, his mind. He was beaten and shot full of rock salt, and it dared to try to control his mind, dared attempt impose its will upon him.

"That is to say: I'm perfectly fine."

The Yeerk is the one suffering right now.

"Superboy, however, is not, and neither are you. I have--"