shit. you are good. you are brilliant. you are so my girl.

“I want some family time.” Lucas taps one finger on Lex’s desk, watches Lex’s placid face, his perfectly still, unforgiving face outlined by the lurid glass of the window, and he thinks he might have felt kinship too early, misjudged his position.

I want some family time too. Lemme go set up the digital camera. Yes, I am sick. I don't care.