He tilts his head and looks her over, this time slower than before. A teacher? Really? "You really have no idea who I am?"

It doesn't even sound possible, unless she'd been locked up for the past 50 years or so. Maybe she was confused? Overwhelmed? He beams at her, holding out his hands. "No, not mister. I'm Homelander-" and he hums the Seven theme song. "That doesn't ring a bell for you, Nadine?"

"I'm the world's strongest superhero. I am the leader of The Seven? No? Just nothing?"