you introduce me to superman and i immediately won’t stop yelling about the concept of kryptonite because krypton is one of the inert noble gases and there is no fucking way it would bond with anything to form rocks that are solid at room temperature, who the fuck came up with this, have they looked at a periodic table of the elements, do they–

and you struggle to calm me, reassuring me that no, no, it’s okay, kryptonite has nothing to do with the element krypton, the name refers to the fact that the rocks come from his home planet, which is named Krypton for reasons completely unrelated; like how the symbol on his suit isn’t really an S from Earth language. Yes yes, it sounds like the name means a krypton-based mineral and yes of course, that wouldn’t make sense, don’t worry, that’s not what it’s supposed to be

…and then you introduce me to Project Hail Mary and I ask you, with murderously narrowed eyes, where the fucking planet Xenon is