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[manorsuperman]

[locked to Clark(s), Chloe(s), Martha, Sam and Lois]

I made an unexpected visit to Metropolis General today. Don't worry, it was nothing serious, I'm fine. Just a bad day at ISIS. I can't wait to see how the press handles this. And I feel stupid, because I really should have my own doctor on call just in case, so I don't have to swat away reporters right and left. (No offense to you reporters, by the way.)

Sometimes, I don't think I know what I'm doing. Who am I kidding? I'm not even qualified for this job. Normally, I would need a degree for this, which I am working on, but still. I have this job because I've lived in Smallville for so long, not to mention I've called in a few favors. I want to help these people, but sometimes I wonder if I'm even making a difference.

I need a drink.

Comments

[boy-scout.livejournal.com]

I'm relieved to hear you're okay, yes you are doing a good job, and if you really want a drink, I can be over to chaperon.

Or just deliver a hug.

[manorsuperman]

You really think coming over is a good idea?

[boy-scout.livejournal.com]

To make sure you're alright and I don't have to track down every single person you encountered at the hospital to find out what happened? Yes.

[manorsuperman]

I'm fine. And you know I can't give out the details, not even to you.

[boy-scout.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't have asked about those details, just everything pertaining to you personally.

I'm sorry. I still worry about you and that probably won't ever change.

[manorsuperman]

I'm just a little scraped up. That's all.

I know you will, but this is what I do now. As long as I work with the meteor infected, there's a possibility I'm going to get hurt.

[boy-scout.livejournal.com]

Alright. I respect that, and won't interfere, unless you ask me to.