Clark had caught glimpses of you a few times while visiting Bruce, but he had never formally introduced himself. He knew you were involved in Bruce's work, but that was the extent of his knowledge. A part of him wondered if you were friends with his sons, which would have been a pleasant surprise given their close relationships with Conner and Jon. However, as he observed you now, Clark's uncertainty grew.

Clark stood with his arms crossed, watching you from a distance as you sat on a bench in the park. He hadn't intended to come across you, it was purely by chance during his flight over the city. He couldn't help but wonder why you were in Metropolis. "I can't help but wonder how Bruce would react if he knew you were skipping school and here in Metropolis of all places," he mused aloud, noticing the shock on your face. Feeling a pang of guilt, he took a seat beside you. "I won't say anything, but I am curious - what brings you here?"