“I’m right here,” Clark whispered, caressing her cheek. “And I’m not going anywhere and I won’t let anyone lay a finger on you ever again.”
He really should have thought of this as her last ditch call for help.
“I know. It seems now that the Daily Planet has been burned down, I’m out of a job, so… We don’t have any ties to Metropolis any more. We can go anywhere in the world and work freelance,”
It still gives Lex the victory.
“I didn’t… don’t want to live without you in my life anymore, Lois.
How can he go back to her not being there, when they have made so much progress?
“You’ve been in love with me for a long time,” she whispered, echoing what that image of Clark said on the park bench.
Well, she could tell that SM loved her.
“Lois? Lois, minha, are you okay?”
Since Minha is used basically like a name, should it be capitalized?
“Superman,” she said, standing up and pulling Clark to his feet as well.
“You don’t have to call me that here, Lois.
Interesting, I guess her real meaning is too bafeling for him to gather.
It’s just us. You called me ‘Chuck’ earlier. I prefer that or ‘Clark’ when we’re alone, even if I’m dressed like this.”
he is making progress in telling her who he really is.
