"Don't worry about it." Evan laughed a little. "I'm kind of honored to be able to say I was hit by Superman."
It was stupid, he knew. They shouldn't have been fighting. And he shouldn't have been joking about it. But he couldn't lie about it, and he certainly couldn't bring himself to be mad at Clark about what had happened.
"I wish I had an answer." He nodded. Evan stood and combed his brain for an answer. The idea of magic didn't occur to him, either, because he didn't think of himself as that.
"We should keep it to ourselves though." He would have hated for something to go awry if the wrong person found out. Like Simon. Evan didn't think that Simon would hunt down Clark to try to hurt him or anything, but the fairy collected knowledge and other people's weaknesses.