New arrival, then. Or maybe he really was crazy. Clark personally wanted to go with the former on this one. Pocketing his phone, Clark folded his arms over his chest and tried for as friendly a look as he could muster. He found that was the best way to handle this situation. People generally took a warmer face better than that of someone who was bored with the whole meet and greet scenario. Clark kind of was, being here over a year did that to a person, but he was still polite enough to try where other people may not have been. "Were you in Lawrence, Kansas before?" Clark tilted his head to the side, piercing blue eyes scanning over the man curiously. "That's where you are now." He didn't look hungover, so that was one to rule out. Clark was still debating on the whole crazy thing, however.
"This isn't for ransom. I've got no plans on hurting you, and -" Clark gestured around them, turning a little to survey the area briefly before returning his attention to the man before him. "- I don't see anyone who seems interested in harming you around here either." If he was another new arrival, the man probably wouldn't buy it right away. That was how all of this worked, wasn't it? Clark told the arrivals that they were sucked into an alternate universe where the apocalypse was raging onward and there was a half chance that they were actually fictional characters and things all went straight downhill from there. He'd be the one dubbed as a crazy person soon enough. It really was a good thing that Clark had developed a stronger stomach for the more skeptical arrivals. "Have you really not ever seen a cellphone before? Because, I gotta say, that's kind of weird. They've been around since the nineties. We're in the early two thousands and you still haven't noticed the millions of people using them?" Weird. Definitely weird.