Elana and Brainy - Corrected

 J'onn, I would like to introduce you to Querl Dox, a descendant of the Brainiac Clan."

"And you are sure. You are confident...in him?" He wanted to say 'that he is a good guy' but didn't want to be offensive, or risk ticking off a strange visitor.

"He is as much an exception to the rule as my own mother was. And you know a Franciscan Friar is non typical for an Enkaren." She looked to Martin Stein, to the Coluan visitor and back to Director J'onzz as she spoke. "My mother carried a dagger but never a sword. And she was more apt to carry a loaf of bread than an olive branch. You get where I'm going...what I'm trying to say."

"She carried a knife but never loved a weapon. She wasn't a pacifist, or at least didn't wear that on her proverbial sleeve but always tended to the poor and weak?" Martin Stein guessed.

"And for her people, for Enkarens that was very A-typical. They were warriors born. Not aggressive, not tyrannical by any means, but fighters all the same." She looked over to her friend. "Like I told you Martin. My abilities being weaker, my emotions being diluted and not in pure form, is the result of my mixed heritage. That I actually have control over my 'quick temper' and why my 'hot blood' is never very explosive...that's because my mother raised me right." Elana blushed. "Well, it's because she raised me how she did. In a way most Enkarens wouldn't consider to be 'right' or at least, not the most natural thinking.  And in a style, with a set of values most aliens, most other alien races wouldn't think of as 'Enkaren'.

Elana stares hard and Querl Dox. A moment alter she shakes her head. "Director, Nikita would be a better help to you than I. And I do not know how much help I can be right now."

Director, J'onn Jo'nzz looked at his alien friend with a note of sympathy. "You should go to your quarters and lie down."

Querl Dox looked with concern as a DEO agent took Elana by the arm and guided her to the room that served as Elana's quarters at the D.E.O. "I am afraid I do not understand is she...ill?"

J'onn Jo'nzz glanced back at the visitor. "Her physiology is messed up, at war with itself. She's had a very full day and needs to rest.

"Being half-Enkaren, half human her body would be disproportionate to either set of specifications. It would be like everything was just a little smaller or larger than it should be."

"You really do know a lot about practically everything." Martin said with a slight smile.

"I realize Elana introduced me to you as Querl Dox. But I would prefer to be addressed by my designation, Brainiac-5. Most of my friends just call me 'Brainy' That works better as well."

"Not close to your family?"

"A less formal name implies a familiarity I find...comforting. And for my people calling one by their full name is what would set us apart from our family unit. Brainiac-5 identifies me as a member of  the Brainiac clan."

"In the same way that calling someone 5th cousin still recognizes thier relation to thier family. And calling them 'Bandit' would not." 

"Yes...I suppose so. Forgive me but I did not catch you name?"

"Oh uh, my name is Martin Stein." 

"I am pleased to meet you, both of you." Querl said with a quick nod. 

 "Brainiac-5...I think I'll just call you 'Brainy'." Martin and Querl both cocked thier heads. "If what you just said is true, if 'Brainiac' is actually your family name, then that means you're related to Indigo. How is that possible?"

Brainiac-5 did not respond except to lower his head.

Martin Stein spoke up instead. "Director, I believe we will have to wait until Elana is with us again to start answering that question. She seemed to have an understanding of the issue that surpasses knowledge."