"Neither am I. You won't treat me like this, Clark. I don't give a damn that you can bench press an entire building, or run faster than I can. I'm not just a body for you, I'm a person. And I would never treat you as ... as ..."

Eirene straightens up slowly, a tunic covering the necessary parts of her anatomy. She loves him so completely Clark can see it in her gaze, but there's also shame and confusion.

"Don't follow."

She's blurred out of the apartment a second later.