WHO: Lois & Clark WHAT: The Master is everywhere! WHEN: Right when people start changing. WHERE: A restaurant. RATING: PG-13.
Clark was thinking about showing Lois the attire that he was beginning to take to for when he went out on his vigilante streaks. It mimicked the one that he wore on that show, Smallville, almost perfectly and he had been more than hesitant about wearing it until as of late. With Kara training him more and more on his Kryptonian heritage (something that Clark had been very reluctant about for a very long time), Clark was finally coming around to accepting that he wasn't entirely human and never would be. It wasn't necessarily a bad thing either; with the Kryptonian training that Kara was able to provide him, Clark was becoming more and more adapted to who he was and what he was capable of. If this meant that he would serve a greater chance at protecting people, then Clark was more than content with accepting the fate that his father had left for him here on Earth. Acceptance was vital to his training, though it wasn't required that he accept without altering things to his own preference. Clark would accept who he was, but he wouldn't close himself away from all that he loved entirely. The human race was a part of him. Clark couldn't very well block out what they had taught him, where he had been raised, and the people that he cared for. He was going to take two halves of himself - human and Kryptonian alike - and work on making a whole. It'd take work, perhaps more than he expected, but Clark knew that it would be worth it later. Just so long as he didn't have to wear any tights.
Now that he was with Lois, treating her to a meal, he was thinking about all of the things that he wanted to tell her. What he had learned from Kara, what he planned on doing about his heritage, the costume that he'd yet to wear in front of anyone - all of it. It made a real difference when they were here in this new world with a different set of rules surrounding them. He could be himself around her. Not just Clark Kent, geeky farmboy, but him. Entirely and completely. It was rare when Clark was able to open himself up to people like that (he still had trouble with most of the newer people around here), but he trusted Lois more than most people. It was awkward at first, but Clark was getting better about it. He was beginning to think that Lois was too.
"I've gotta head downtown later," Clark said, peering up from the plate that he had been quietly examining. "I'm supposed to sit in for Peterson on the Parker case. It should be..." Completely dull. "Interesting." There weren't many people out there eager to take on an investigation based on the mistreatment of pipes.