Superboy's eyes turned towards Machester. "Hm...no." He responded simply, listening in on Vladimir's reasoning with one ear, but generally not paying close attention to the old man...boy...thing. He felt that it was...odd, to basically be 800 years old, but have the body of a child, but tried to ignore the fact that they had an old man on their team. It didn't matter - and neither did the leadership role. It should go to someone with the ability to lead and raise morale, of course, and although Superboy felt that Vladimir was the direct opposite of those two traits, he didn't bother saying anything. He stayed quiet, hoping for this all to get over with, so that they can begin the mission.