She rolled her eyes at the hand gesture.
"Clark, we both know that if I try to punch you---even if you deserve it, and you do---I'd only break my fist. And yelling at you doesn't do any damn good. You're stubborn, Clark. I just want to know how a man concerned with doing the right thing can possibly think that taking off for months without telling his girlfriend where he'd be, what he'd be up to, and if he was actually going to come back is somehow okay. And before you give me some line about the burdens of being Superman, shut up. I'm not just dating Clark Kent; I'm dating Superman, too."
She picked up the roses and walked to the kitchen with them to get a vase.
"I would have gone with you."
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