"I have no idea, Lois," he said, shaking his head a little. "But I promise you that right before I ended up here, the Clark we know was very much alive and doing just fine." He brushed some hair back out of her face, gazing at her. He wondered what had happened to this Clark, and figured he was going to have to have a talk with him and find out. Maybe if he got sent back, it was something he could help prevent, provided he was one of the few who remembered being in this world at all.