Just a glimpse of us, that's all. [ He watches for another hint, but Diana has steeled herself. Clark reaches for her, meaning to rest a hand on her shoulder briefly, a silent gesture of comfort for some pain he doesn't understand. ]
I'll ask her, but she's - I mean we're not... This isn't about Lois, is it? [ His brow furrows. He's not at all surprised that she got involved, or that she might have relevant information, but he knows Lois. He can feel the way his heart seems to beat double time, a flash of naked concern in his expression. That strict, careful self-control keeps his tone even and his head clear. If she's afraid he'll take some kind of news badly, he doesn't want to give her more reason to withhold it. ]
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I'll ask her, but she's - I mean we're not... This isn't about Lois, is it? [ His brow furrows. He's not at all surprised that she got involved, or that she might have relevant information, but he knows Lois. He can feel the way his heart seems to beat double time, a flash of naked concern in his expression. That strict, careful self-control keeps his tone even and his head clear. If she's afraid he'll take some kind of news badly, he doesn't want to give her more reason to withhold it. ]