Clark was sort of happy that he wasn't being attacked by the fear demon. He felt bad for everyone else, but if he was in fear... it would be worse for anyone around him. He doubted it was because of being an alien. It was probably because he had faced his fears. His greatest fear was being experimented on, along with Lana finding his secret and killing him, and Lex plotting against him.
But.. Lana did find out his secret and everything was fine. Lex had actually turned against him. He had been in a torture cage composed of kryptonite-induced bars. Plus there was that time that Brainiac overdosed him with silver kryptonite; his fears grew to paranoia. But he overcame them after awhile, the splinter was removed, and he moved past it.
So that was probably it. That didn't change that others around here needed help. Not just from themselves, but also in the city. Crime can still happen here. So, he walked the streets, eyes searching out trouble thoughts, his sensitive ears listening for any sounds of trouble. As he walked on, he noticed a young woman walking in his direction...