"Of course it's difficult, you wouldn't be human if it weren't! During that time, you considered him a friend." Lionel Luthor regarded the pacing figure with a benign eye. "And perhaps...something a bit more, hmmm?" He followed that with a rueful smile. "Perhaps just as well that your instincts led you safely away from that."
"Instinct? I don't think it was instinct that kept anything from happening."
"I wouldn't be so certain." A short chuckle seemed to hang longer in the air than it should have. "If you weren't ambivalent, somewhere in that very intelligent brain of yours, I don't think you'd have had any problems bringing him to his knees. In fact, if I were thirty years younger..." He checked his watch. "We'll talk about what happened to make you doubt yourself like that, but that comes later." As the figure silhoutted by the window seemed to clench in uncertainty, he assumed his most understanding and authoritative manner. "You're not a natural at deception. He is. That's what makes this so necessary. Power like that, in somebody that volatile, that untrustworthy? That's what drove me to be so...inflexible in enlisting your help. But you were the only person in whom I could detect the intelligence *and* the courage for something like this."
He put a paternal arm across Chloe Sullivan's shoulders, almost pulling her into a side hug, and at the door, waited for her to precede him.
A/N:
Well, that was a nice bunny to have hop into my brain!
Go on or not go on?
Which 'ship? I don't see any specific one clearly, and just about any would be plausible.
"Instinct? I don't think it was instinct that kept anything from happening."
"I wouldn't be so certain." A short chuckle seemed to hang longer in the air than it should have. "If you weren't ambivalent, somewhere in that very intelligent brain of yours, I don't think you'd have had any problems bringing him to his knees. In fact, if I were thirty years younger..." He checked his watch. "We'll talk about what happened to make you doubt yourself like that, but that comes later." As the figure silhoutted by the window seemed to clench in uncertainty, he assumed his most understanding and authoritative manner. "You're not a natural at deception. He is. That's what makes this so necessary. Power like that, in somebody that volatile, that untrustworthy? That's what drove me to be so...inflexible in enlisting your help. But you were the only person in whom I could detect the intelligence *and* the courage for something like this."
He put a paternal arm across Chloe Sullivan's shoulders, almost pulling her into a side hug, and at the door, waited for her to precede him.
A/N:
Well, that was a nice bunny to have hop into my brain!
Go on or not go on?
Which 'ship? I don't see any specific one clearly, and just about any would be plausible.