It's my kryptonian name. [ It seems fair to volunteer that much. ] That crest on my suit is my family name: El.

[ The rest of it is a longer story, but Clark props his chin up on the heel of his palm and returns Gregor's expression with an easy, unrestrained smile of his own. For once he doesn't feel quite so apprehensive about the idea of talking about all of this. He's not particularly interested in putting his strangeness on display, but with Gregor it's different. He thinks maybe they'll find more common ground. ]

We could have that drink, if you're up for it.​