Tabula

"I'm sorry."

Clark turned to see Lex at the top of the loft stairs. "About what?"

"Alicia," Lex answered, solemn, sympathetic.

"Why? I barely knew her." Transparent indifference hung over Clark like a raincoat.

"You were married. You never gave up on her. It's obvious you really loved her." Pity and remorse.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Familiar apathy.

Clark at Lionel's trial. Acting ever since as if nothing had ever happened between Clark Kent and Lex Luthor.

"Fine." Lex stopped gaping, nodded, bitterly, coldly, and turned away.

Clark's face flooded with rage and anguish. Then steeled again.