"I'd love to see it some day. What kind of glory? Are your people warriors, scientists..?" Clark would think any people are that and much more, but he wants to hear what Sif has to say about it, in all her practically Shakespearean embellishment.

He'd also been hoping that she'd do exactly that - take a leap of faith, if only for the convenience. She gets some pretty good altitude too. Clark, remembering his first less than glorious flight, manages to catch her just as she drifts down.

"That wasn't so bad, was it?"