Lex listened the the frantic clicking of buttons as Blue interrogated the radio. He wasn't sure what was running through his head, or if he even had any thought process going on at all. For a moment, he just existed. After a time, even the sounds of Blue's attempts to get the radio to work faded into just a dull blur of noise. His head felt light, much lighter than it did when he was just intoxicated. Now he was intoxicated and terrified, and he couldn't even rationalize what he was terrified about.<br/><br/>Finally, in one grand rush that almost made Lex dizzy from the impact, reason and reality came back to him at once. "I don't know," he admitted, hurriedly pulling Blue away from the desk. He might not have known for certain who his mother was warning them about, but the not knowing only made him that much more nervous. Could she have been talking about the Realians? It seemed likely; he couldn't think of anyone else that she could be talking about. "I don't know, but we have to go."