Who Needs a Dream? Who Needs Ambition?

For the most part, Lex tried to keep his attention solely on Svetlana. He gave her a polite nod and exchanged forced pleasantries, for which he didn't feel bad since he could tell it was the same for both sides.

While he knew he shouldn't, his curiosity got the better of him and Lex looked over at the reunion of father and children. It was just a moment before he was enough for him feel like his heart was being ripped out of his chest. He excuse himself, under the pretense of checking out the rest of the apartment for government soundness, when really he was running to somewhere he could close the door, lean against it and fall part.

Everything was not alright. Lex wished this didn't affect him so much, wished for one of the few times in his life he could be more like his father in that regard. This was no doubt going to be one of the worst weekend's of Lex's life.