[Lois Lane. And... whoever Clark's mother is, she hasn't read that many comics.]
I was hoping for my sister. Or my squire.
[Or the daughter that wants nothing to do with her, but that hurts too much to admit out loud. Or Tybalt, which is a thought too confusing for her to spend much time dwelling on. She may not see him for a very long time. Sorting through her complicated feelings can wait.]
[ He can't help the bit of surprise at that. She didn't look like... someone who would have a squire, honestly. Or that people really did that anymore. ]
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I was hoping for my sister. Or my squire.
[Or the daughter that wants nothing to do with her, but that hurts too much to admit out loud. Or Tybalt, which is a thought too confusing for her to spend much time dwelling on. She may not see him for a very long time. Sorting through her complicated feelings can wait.]
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[ He can't help the bit of surprise at that. She didn't look like... someone who would have a squire, honestly. Or that people really did that anymore. ]
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Being a squire, getting a squire. Knighthood.
[ He's just curious. ]
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[ He is actually interested. ]