He had a feeling that something was going on. That something was wrong. Not about Damien, he already knew that, had gotten the papers, and hopefully they were past it now. But he had remembered what Tim had told him about Kon. He wasn't sure what to say. He wasn't happy before, either, after Jonathan Kent had died.
There was a red and blue blur, and when it stopped, Clark was standing at the door. "Okay.. you ready to go? Where did you want to go first.." He looked at Tim for a moment than blinked. "Umm.. you know, you really weren't kidding about those ribs."