[ She doesn't have endless reserves of strength anymore, between the dimmer sun overhead and this town's strange effects on her powers, so even now she's trying to make sure she doesn't overdo it, doesn't overextend herself so far that she's too weakened to keep fighting. Of course, unless Deerington suddenly acquires a deadly amount of kryptonite, chances are she'll be okay here, but it's better for her not to take too many chances.

And anyway, she doesn't have to worry about that right now, not when the immediate threat has been handled and as far as she can tell by briefly listening out, no one else is in current need of Supergirl's help.

Her eyes widen when she realizes the exact reason for why they hadn't been able to clasp hands, although the occasional wordsmith in her definitely pauses to internally appreciate that verbal play. ] Right. Well, you know, I'm definitely not surprised about that, just based on... everything I've learned about this place so far. [ And, because she has the advantage of a name, it's only fair that she give Wanda the courtesy of the same. ] Call me Supergirl.