When Lex opened his eyes, he had regained his vigor and confidence. Even in the face of a being so powerful he could not even try to comprehend its power level, he was not servile. Sure, he was respectful. But even understanding that his entire existence depended on this beings whim, Lex did not feel fear.
Just like those early days of the Inn, where he was pathetically weak yet traveling to new worlds filled him with excitement, when Lex thought about just how many mysteries and secrets filled the universe, he felt grateful - not overwhelmed.
If the universe weren't such an interesting place, he might have gotten bored with it. It was the mystery, the history, the richness and depth of the universe that gave him a tingly feeling inside. It almost felt like lactose intolerance.
