Clark mostly just listened quietly, for now. He was still sure he should just bust into the Sun Room and subdue this "god" with his own hands on approach, but he couldn't just go in, guns blazing. He still didn't know exactly what they were dealing with and he counted it his duty to keep an eye on the others and protect them until they were safely off. It sounded like they had their own plans, and for a moment, Clark was torn between seeing them off or sticking around for Peter.

He was still a bit puzzled by the other patients. They looked his age - in Omi's case - or younger, but they acted like grown-ups, in charge despite the fact they didn't appear to have any powers at all. Not that Clark could tell by just looking at them, but they gave off a sense of knowing what they were doing.

"So wait, a person is making the air feel this way?" Clark chimed up. This wasn't normal for this place?