It's kinda complicated. Basically I was created to be the next Superman, you know? 'Boy' just seemed so insulting. I was young, yes, inexperienced, sure, but I had the skills. Then in your sudden unexpected plot twist, the guy's not actually dead and ends up saving the day per usual. Way to make a clone redundant.

But ... I dunno. I was expecting him to cut me down, you know? He was so ... no one could ever replace him. Not me, that's for sure. Forget being Superman, I figured he was gonna be furious enough over the Superboy thing. But ... he said I'd earned it. The title. And if I wanted to use it, I could. Not saying his seal of approval made all the difference ... but it was something that was mine.