Aquaman stood at the door to the meeting room for some time. The literal grab bag assortment of heroes was making for quite the spectacle. He idly glanced over at the seat that must have belonged to his counterpart. Or at least he assumed it was his as it sat over in the corner and looked shoddy.<br/><br/>Most of the conversation was over his head but he gathered that a group would be going down in a ship shortly. Not excusing himself, he doubted they'd need input from a malfunctioning cyborg anyway, he finds his way over to the hanger. He finds a shuttle at the end of the hanger bay that still has its entry ramp down. Thinking that he can get onboard now and wait for the other he heads up the ramp. He scarcely looks around him at the foreign worlds technology, more concerned with with why his arm is still half in cyborg mode.