Connie smirks. "I'd argue with you that real life doesn't follow patterns to that degree, but considering that this situation bears more similarity to comic book crisis crossovers than it does to any kind of reality I'm acquainted with, this has already happened to you once, and we're currently in an airship hovering above a planet roughly modeled off of JRPGs in an interdimensional void doesn't really give me any ground to stand on." She winces at seeing Deadpool's crystal. "Yeeowch. They don't even let the vets off easy on the powers front, do they?"