He glanced over at Scott, took in his condition, and answered him with a simple nod. Fine, the vehicle came back. He'd only made sure to make arrangements in the case that Scott wanted to leave it. He had no feelings on it either way.

When he turned back to Allison, he frowned a little at himself out of frustration. Usually, he had his phone with him to show pictures. Without it, he just had his words... and he'd always taken after Wes instead of his aunt Dian.

"His name is Alan, like I said. Alan Scott. He was the original Green Lantern. You've heard of Green Lantern, haven't you? Though..." he wasn't sure how useful that comparison was. Technically, Alan had been honorarily inducted by the Guardians on Oa but he was about the farthest thing from a traditional Green Lantern there was. His power was fueled by the Starheart, the accumulated magic of an entire universe. "He's a little different. He's a very good friend of mine, a very old friend. He's looked out for me since I was about your age, honestly. But he has powers that area almost like magic. And what he's going to do is teleport us, and the car, to that school in Westchester that Scott mentioned."

His voice, as he talked, became more alive, warmer, as if he was slowly remembering how to be a person for the moment.

"It won't hurt. You'll hardly even realize it's happened until you look around. It's actually quite pretty."