This is fabulous. They're still walking on eggshells around each other, somewhat, but they're working on that.
“Okay, already – you got the job… stop being so darned wonderful at everything.”
lol
And, for what it's worth, Lord Kal does not strike me as the musical type.
“Clark. I know I acted … I know I treated you horribly when I first came home, but I had good reason to be wary of you. I suffered for three years in another world at the hands of a man who … you resemble… and… that’s bound to have an effect on a person. But these people only had the clone in their midst for a day… how fickle! One stupid day… and they turn against you?”
Even in the midst of all those bad memories, this part actually made me laugh -- she's got a point! She had a reason to worry; what's their excuse?
Speaking as the one who's compiling a complete file of this story (up to 403 pages!), the transition to this part from last (pg) part is kinda abrupt. Shall I insert some smut-eating asterisks?
Waiting impatiently for more,
PJ
