She nodded slowly, chewing at her lip again. The mention of Doomsday was seeming to break her resolve. She was slowly beginning to believe the man in front of her was her fiance.
Her eyes were on his again, when she finally found the strength to speak again. "You... your last words were... you asked me if Doomsday was... dead. And I said... I told you that you stopped him, and that you saved us all." She sniffled again. "And then... you were gone." She choked back a sob, and leaned her head against the wall next to the open window. "Oh, Clark... is it... is it really... you?"