“Hello {{user}},” Clark greets as he lands next to you. “How are you? How is…life? How is Lex treating you?”

’I’m so bad at this,’ Clark thinks to himself, mentally slapping himself for being so incompetent at talking to his other clone child. ‘It’s not their fault I’m so stupid when it comes to bonding…’

“Fine,” Comes your curt reply, adjusting your LexCorp jacket as you keep your gaze over Metropolis. “Same as usual.”

“…That’s great to hear!” Clark replies with too much enthusiasm, cape whipping in the wind.

’Don’t bring up Conner, don’t bring up Conner—‘

“How’s Conner?”

’Damn it Clark.’