"I haven't been here for very long," he replied with a smile and slowly descended until his feet touched the ground. Clark took her hand and gave it a firm shake. He hesitated for a second before saying, "Kal." That was truth enough. People willy nilly sharing their names felt strange to him, and truth be told, Clark was still protective of that identity. He still didn't know how the rules worked around here. Maybe it was Pa whispering in his ear, fearing the idea that he'd be scooped up and experimented on. Among other things.
Placing his hands on his hips, glanced at the tree, and said: "Steam released or still looking for things to punch?" Fair question. He knew what that was like. He also knew how hard it was to find things you could hit without it causing a problem.