[He leans in, close, like he's about to tell her some great secret. Only he never bothers to try and encrypt the video, make it private, and he doesn't lower his voice a bit. Afraid of the truth, him? No, never, he'll tell himself after having done this.]

Except I'm not the single largest employer yet. ['Yet', because at first he had hoped and this woman had confirmed. Lex Luthor doesn't believe in fate, but destiny... he chooses it to be so. And his future looks bright as he ever dared dream. Accepting his shortcomings is hurtful. He's eagle-eyed through it all. He wonders if he should slip in his father's name, but that thought is quickly discarded; it never existed. The man wanted to die, fine. He won't be anyone important here.]

I'm currently residing in Smallville. [LexCorp is so fresh, he's almost afraid to think the buyout never happened, that it's a product of this... turtle. Cadmus could have more of a future.] It wasn't my decision to leave Metropolis. But I'm glad I did. [He'll return, yes. Sure. He wants to. Not when he'll be following his father's call, though, never that. He's not a dog. He doesn't come when called.]