Lois shrugged. It was hard to explain why heartache was such a big deal to someone who had never had their heart broken. "Well, to start with, you're not really like other kids. The things most parents have to worry about aren't exactly things we need to stress out about. What that leaves us with is something a lot more unpredictable."
Laughing, Lois grinned. "No, of course you're not. You should have fun, and you should date people, and you absolutely fall in love, and get your heart broken, because that's how you learn about relationships. But heartbreaks are scary - they hurt like hell and some people do crazy things because of it and some never get over that hurt. If I'd never met Clark, that one experience would have dictated so much of my life; but you have one thing I didn't - a really great family who loves you, and is there for you. As much faith as we have in you, we can't help worrying, because we care." She smiled.
Without even knowing about identities, or even what it was like to be almost completely alone in the universe, Lois thought she could understand - at least to some degree. "Do you know, that in spite of the fact that there are about seven billion people on this planet, that most people will say they feel alone? Maybe it's narcissism, or insecurities, or just some animal instinct to be with someone else, but sometimes we meet someone and being with them does that." Lois had never felt that way with anyone until she'd met Clark, so if Kara was able to relate to someone on that level, it was a great thing. "Clark makes me feel that way. So if Bart does that or you? I'm glad."
Lois snorted. "Probably, although I think he'd rather not think about it at all. As honest as he is, he's very good at deceiving himself about certain things." She thought for a moment. "I believe you're fifty. And may I say, you look great for your age," she said with a wink.