Kal-El awoke, thrilled to the energy that coursed his body. He was alive, his body thrummed with the great power that this world's sun gifted him.
Somebody’s go-ot hi-igh.
He couldn't risk upsetting the Earth people.
/insert angry villagers from Frankenstein’s Monster/
Facing Lois would be difficult every time he did it, but if she could steel herself to bear his presence, he could do no less – he couldn't be afraid of her fears.
Fear can be a powerful weapon.
“Want some coffee,” asked Clark. “I made it, so you have nothing to fear.”
Sorry, Clark. But that one’s going to be lost on Kal-El.
Kal-El: I shouldn’t eat what Lois cooks?
“This contains a substance called caffeine that is supposed to help people stay alert,” Clark told Kal conversationally. “It doesn't hurt us any.”
I also helps to keep Lois calm and balanced.
Michael
