[ Clark looks away, focusing his senses on the wind in the garden. He read up a little, after they'd met, but judged Bruce to be a typical socialite with too much time on his hands and would have left thinking that was all there was to him. The loss of a family is unimaginable. Even Clark without a world had the Kents, and Lois. ]
Thank you.
[ That's the last they'll speak of it. ]
Er, do you know who the mysterious woman with us was?
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Thank you.
[ That's the last they'll speak of it. ]
Er, do you know who the mysterious woman with us was?