Lois sniffled, reaching up with her free hand to wipe her eyes. She was none-the-wiser that her son from the future had slipped out of the apartment. "There's... no way to cage him up. He'd just break free, no matter what might happen. He just... needs to be gone. I'd rather he be taken care of here than go back to whatever world he came from and terrorize another version of you or me or anyone else there."