“It’s really not something I’m considering or even on a table anywhere in the near vicinity of me.” Maybe that was a bit of an exaggeration, but good lord did she mean it. Thoughts of babies was so far out of the realm of possibility that aside from cuddling Aislinn and trying not to break her, Lois didn’t really want to consider it too deeply. And not just because she wasn’t even sure kids were a thing that could be had between her and Clark--what with him being Kryptonian and her being human--but because it was too enormous of an undertaking to contemplate at the moment. “We just moved in together. Officially together or whatever. But you know, I’m good. I’m really really good. There is not ticking clock in this body.”
Lois hoped her expression wasn’t too awful about the thought of it. She did love her goddaughter, but the thought of not being able to give her back to Emma after playing with her for a little while was frightening. “I prefer watching you go through all the hoops and somehow making it out on top.”
Jokes were good. And maybe a topic change. Why the hell couldn’t she think of a new topic? Wasn’t she usually Miss Motormouth? It would be bad to will Aislinn to do something to garner attention, wouldn’t it?