When Lois turned to raid Clark's kitchen, Kara turned to look at Clark, eyebrows raising. The woman was on a rampage, and apparently Clark's coffee was going to get it. While she was going on, and making coffee, Kara shrugged slightly and mouthed 'what do you want to do?' to Clark, before answering Lois when she stopped.
"Clark isn't a meteor freak, Lois." she said flatly. Well, he wasn't. And if he was going to be busted for anything it wasn't going to be for something he wasn't. Then she kept her gaze on Clark, watching is reaction and facial expressions to figure out where he was going to go from there. She wasn't going to drop any bomb he wasn't going to be okay with. Her hand reached over to her other arm, fingers grasping around the silver cuff that never seemed to leave her body, thumb brushing over the small silver carving.
She dropped her voice a low, so only Clark could hear, because something told her if she asked a question off topic Lois might throw something at her head. "What other hero type?" how many hero type friends did Clark have? Was there a society of them now?