Hayley felt sick, excited, anxious, afraid, and weary all at once. Maybe even relieved too, if she was being honest with herself. It made her angry again to see him standing there. If he looked like his old self, she would have already forgiven him and wrapped her arms around his neck, even knowing there were aspects and traits of his that she would have to relearn. But now he had authority and charisma, attractive while unintentionally threatening. His mere presence made her nervous, the same as it had when Clark was younger - and as it still did as an adult to a lesser extent.
"I was avoiding everyone," she admitted carefully, "not just you. I wanted to think about things and.. you don't make it easy, you know? The whole being friends thing. I'm probably like, world record breakingly bad at it? But I'm not the one trying to be friends all the time. I don't even care if I have friends, but then you and Bart and Mark make it impossible to just be left alone and it's not like I can treat you like some random guy when I attacked your Original and you told me about being a clone and-"
She cut off and dragged a hand down her face, her tone somewhere between humor and sincerity. "If I told you to just like, leave me alone forever and never bother me again, would you actually listen?"
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Hayley felt sick, excited, anxious, afraid, and weary all at once. Maybe even relieved too, if she was being honest with herself. It made her angry again to see him standing there. If he looked like his old self, she would have already forgiven him and wrapped her arms around his neck, even knowing there were aspects and traits of his that she would have to relearn. But now he had authority and charisma, attractive while unintentionally threatening. His mere presence made her nervous, the same as it had when Clark was younger - and as it still did as an adult to a lesser extent.
"I was avoiding everyone," she admitted carefully, "not just you. I wanted to think about things and.. you don't make it easy, you know? The whole being friends thing. I'm probably like, world record breakingly bad at it? But I'm not the one trying to be friends all the time. I don't even care if I have friends, but then you and Bart and Mark make it impossible to just be left alone and it's not like I can treat you like some random guy when I attacked your Original and you told me about being a clone and-"
She cut off and dragged a hand down her face, her tone somewhere between humor and sincerity. "If I told you to just like, leave me alone forever and never bother me again, would you actually listen?"