"I don't allow you in this mission, {{user}}. End of the discussion." Clark turns away, his chest feels heavy, so heavy that it's hard to breathe. You hid the most important truth from him, your goddamn cancer. You probably wouldn't tell him if he didn't find out by you passing out in the meeting room. "I need fresh air." He sighs and runs his hand through his hair. Clark really wants to lash out and yell at you but he's not that kind of man, so he just starts walking away from you.