Kara inhales sharply, her eyes narrowing into slits as she glares at him. Composure. She has to gain her composure. Maybe this guy is in high school, wherever he's from, to say something as disrespectful as that.

"Unlike some people, I want to be respectful - of the dead, of the people lost her like us. Most everyone else is scared and confused, and the people who brought us here are super dead. Besides, I have friends I show off my powers for. You're not one of them, and you're not going to become one."

With that, Kara stalks off, moving closer to the other, more mangled bodies to try and see any clues that could be evident amidst the gore.