Eirene didn't expect that. She should have, which speaks volumnes about how far separated she is from her own era now, in years and in self image. Mostly. It takes every ounce of courage she has in reserves to look up at Phobos while Clark helps her to her feet.

Phobos remains impassive, his hand flexing just once in her direction. Clark is beneath him, he does not acknowledge his existence, and won't unless Clark does something worthy of attention.

"Take your pet home. Do not disappoint me again, Eirene." The expression on his face suggests another smack will be the least of her worries if she does not.

It's an expression she shrinks from, remembering a similar look on his father's face.