Hi Mary!
/fastens seatbelt and crash webbing/
“—which means that, under the right set of conditions, the elements in the meteorite could explode! Susanne concluded that a forceful enough impact could trigger the reaction.”
To be fair, under the right conditions, *water* can explode.
“This Susanne sounds like quite a gal,” Mr. Kent replied, leaning back with his mug of coffee.
Michel nodded. “She is astounding! Her analysis of the meteorite was so thorough, that she found a trace element which even I had overlooked!”
Maybe they should retry their earlier experiment, this time handing Michel that meteorite report.
Mr. Kent took another sip of his coffee. “Maybe we could poke around in Shuster's field; see if there are any other pieces that landed.”
Yes, they could use Clark as a divining rod!
“It's getting late,” Clark noted. He looked at his parents. “You guys need your sleep.”
So, bunk beds? Well, Clark can float above the bed.
Michel folded his arms. “Now you are just showing off!”
Clark grinned at him. “Relax, Michel. We've got tomorrow, and the next day, and the rest of our lives to figure everything out; it's not the end of the world.”
They *are* cute together. Maybe it’s coupled to Clark being secretly in love with his partner.
MICHEL: Hey!
What?
Also, great work with the embodiment!
Michael
