Clark replied, thinking about several of the guests, "Well, not always. Just.. whatever a guest asks of us, we do.. usually. If it's legal. Apparently we're here to entertain them. There's a lot of others like us that work here. And there's no way out. I can't see past the mountains.. which is odd since I usually can see the craters of the moon, in detail. Can't run out, or jump high enough either. Tried that already."
He paused, contemplating what to tell Harry. Didn't want to overdo it, start easy. "I was sort of similar. I was stabbed by my father's enemy, an evil dictator named Zod. He and his people would have destroyed Earth. Until I showed them how evil he was, then they refused him. I was falling at the end. Thankfully he was sent away just then.. and then I was here. I still had a lot more to do. Not really sure why we're all brought here. I heard it's to make the guests happy. But.. I'm glad you're doing better. If you have any other questions, feel free to ask. My work shift is done so I don't have to go anywhere now."