This is beautifully written; you perfectly capture the feeling of being leglessly, lucidly drunk, with the swooping logic of that state of being. And I love the way you've written Lex. Everything about the threads in his mind is so gorgeous and so cleverly used that I'm jaw-droppingly impressed (and jealous). The heartbreak of Clark giving him 100% certainty, thus ruling out despair, thus removing any need for hope, is just shattering.

*friends you*