Eirene scrubs a hand through her hair, and listens quietly, trying to sort through the last few hours and what happened, exactly.

"I didn't like what you became, Clark. To the point where I was ready to stay at HQ or ask Dinah if she'd mind a roomie for a while. But I still love you, and I don't know what that says about me."

She looks back down at the ground, a hand lifting to wipe away falling tears.