Clark smiled, glad he could help. "You're welcome."
The whole secret identity thing went a lot easier than he'd thought - for a guy who had to, for now at least, give up his real name (it was real enough to him), and take on another, Ben was taking this rather well. As a patient, Ben not only seemed sane and reasonable, Star Wars stuff aside, but he also somehow felt calm and in control to Clark just judging from his first impression. Clark felt somehow that he could just trust him.
He supposed if Ben really was delusional, there were worse role models than Obi-Wan Kenobi.
He felt he trusted Ben enough to ask him a question. Taking a gamble, Clark pulled out the list of names he's stolen from Dr. Burroughs's office, holding it up to Ben. "By the way, do you recognize any of these names? I figured it can't hurt to ask..."
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The whole secret identity thing went a lot easier than he'd thought - for a guy who had to, for now at least, give up his real name (it was real enough to him), and take on another, Ben was taking this rather well. As a patient, Ben not only seemed sane and reasonable, Star Wars stuff aside, but he also somehow felt calm and in control to Clark just judging from his first impression. Clark felt somehow that he could just trust him.
He supposed if Ben really was delusional, there were worse role models than Obi-Wan Kenobi.
He felt he trusted Ben enough to ask him a question. Taking a gamble, Clark pulled out the list of names he's stolen from Dr. Burroughs's office, holding it up to Ben. "By the way, do you recognize any of these names? I figured it can't hurt to ask..."