The question had never been if Clark would regain his memory. The only question had been how much he'd actually remember.

Down in the caves, he'd watched Clark's fascination at seeing the symbols again for the first time, knowing without a doubt that if he remembered, Clark would never trust him again.

And now, apparently, he'd lucked out. Clark couldn't remember a thing, and Lex let the lies flow easily off his tongue.

It was while watching Clark slowly disappear in the rearview mirror that it hit him.

He'd just risked everything he had.

And he hadn't felt a thing.