[Clark listens intently, resting his head on a hand as he keeps on taps on the table with his fingers. If he doesn’t look surprised at her words it’s because… he isn’t. He hadn’t imagined Lachesis as this benevolent goddess that was just trying the best for them- if anything he imagined it (her?) as a petulant child who thought of them as toys for his game. But everyone deserves a chance to do what’s right and he wouldn’t be Superman if he didn’t try.

Somehow he gets the feeling that isn’t going to roll well with Kanaya, so he keeps it to himself.]

You’ve been her for long, longer than almost everyone. So I trust your world on that. But what choice do we have? She’s powerful enough to keep certain people in here despite their incredible powers, she’s powerful enough to give us powers, change our very DNA and who we are.

It’s not like we can fight her and force her to bring us home either.