Clark recognized the girl in which he had made contact with. It was fortunate that he had been moving cautiously, otherwise he would have overdone his strength and probably would have accidentally harmed her. That was the last thing that he could have wanted. He pushed his glasses up along the bridge of his nose again and nodded, returning her smile with one of his own. "Right," he responded. "You're...Mary Jane?" He had a pretty good memory. Clark was sure that her name was Mary Jane.
He looked her over carefully, his x-ray vision instantly kicking in to double check her for any potential injuries. She certainly looked all right. No harm done, or at least he couldn't detect any if there was. "Are you sure you're all right?"