[ He glances over at his mom, who seems to have gone still where she is picking up osme laundry. Then he looks at the dog, whose tail has stopped wagging.
There's an obvious struggle before he frowns and seems to push past something. Then- ]
Jess?
[ Still that tiny, slightly squeaky, child's voice. But he clearly knows who she is. Or perhaps not clearly. He's still shaking some of it off. ]
She did, though... my, uh, I was told more than that.
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There's an obvious struggle before he frowns and seems to push past something. Then- ]
Jess?
[ Still that tiny, slightly squeaky, child's voice. But he clearly knows who she is. Or perhaps not clearly. He's still shaking some of it off. ]
She did, though... my, uh, I was told more than that.
[ But he is still Clark. Thus- ]
You didn't answer my question.