[ Clark was walking on the side of the road nearest the asphalt, careful not to block her line of sight, noting places she could hide or escape to.
She has no idea how close to the truth she is: There's always that little internal wince: someone finding out about him, knowing what he can do. Clark thinks he's probably tell her first, out of anyone here.
He leans in, smiling broadly and gestures in the Vulcan salute. ]
Beep boop. You got me. Take me to your leader zork.
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She has no idea how close to the truth she is: There's always that little internal wince: someone finding out about him, knowing what he can do. Clark thinks he's probably tell her first, out of anyone here.
He leans in, smiling broadly and gestures in the Vulcan salute. ]
Beep boop. You got me. Take me to your leader zork.