Starting Over with dl_greenarrow.
Once again, Zod doesn't really know what to expect. That seems to be the way most of his meetings have gone lately. Not that he's at all frightened off by that fact. Quite the contrary; the Major arrives at the Talon earlier than planned, selecting a table and sliding into a chair.
A meeting with Oliver Queen. Frankly, it's not something Zod would have even made time for only a couple of months previously. But things are different now. He's chosen to take a different approach and keep an open mind, and that means with all humans. Plus, the more people he can achieve an understanding with, the less complications he will have to deal with later on.
So he sits and waits, lightly drumming his fingers on the table. After a moment, a waitress approaches him, and he distractedly orders himself a frappuccino. And once that is done, Zod will lean back against his chair and resign to waiting for Mr. Queen's arrival.
A meeting with Oliver Queen. Frankly, it's not something Zod would have even made time for only a couple of months previously. But things are different now. He's chosen to take a different approach and keep an open mind, and that means with all humans. Plus, the more people he can achieve an understanding with, the less complications he will have to deal with later on.
So he sits and waits, lightly drumming his fingers on the table. After a moment, a waitress approaches him, and he distractedly orders himself a frappuccino. And once that is done, Zod will lean back against his chair and resign to waiting for Mr. Queen's arrival.