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The woman waved it around casually and 'Superman' did not react at all to the meteorite's presence.
Hmmm.....
Clark however was a different matter. He had grown pale and Lois grabbed his arm to keep him upright. She was suddenly desperate to keep the woman from noticing the effect that the kryptonite seemed to have on her partner.
Okay, Lois. So now do you believe Clark when he told he was Superman?
Lois gazed at her partner. She could see it so easily now. With his hair matted down with the dust from the fire, he looked so much like Superman that she worried that the woman would notice too.
Yes, Lois! You get it!
Clark’s eyes pleaded with her and she couldn't allow herself to get angry or to even think too much about the implications of Clark Kent and Superman being the same person.
Awww....
She wouldn't allow anyone to harm him; she claimed rights to first blood.
Hehe... protect him now... First blood later...
Clark hated to admit it, because he knew it was petty, but the lack of her customary awe had actually bothered him. Any attention from Lois was preferable to dismissal. His heart craved the rare inklings of affection she bestowed on him. While he generally preferred that those gestures be directed at who he was most of the day, namely Clark Kent, he realized that evening that he enjoyed the attentions she showered on his caped alter-ego as well. It was silly, really. When she fawned over Superman, he felt uncomfortable, but when she didn’t, that didn’t please him either.
The way you explain Clark’s feelings here are very nicely said.
So while Superman had stalled in a vain attempt to find an opportunity to interact with Lois, a well dressed, attractive woman in a bright gold dress pressed herself against him. She propositioned him, right there on the steps from the stage.
And this woman actually thinks she spent the night with him?
Now he suspected that Luthor had witnessed that exchange and had formed a scheme involving an imposter to tarnish Superman’s reputation.
Luthor... Figures.
still feel as if I’m Superman, but I know somehow that I’m not. I remember putting on the suit dozens of times, but I think it was just a job, something I did on the side for extra money. I don’t know why I thought it was real.”
“You’re not Superman?”
What a revelation to a woman who thinks she spent the night with Superman.
The woman asked, lowering the vial in her hand. She didn’t even notice when Lois took it from her.
Good, Lois!
Oooh... Can’t wait to find out how they made this ‘Superman’ fly.
Come back soon!
