"So you want me to help carry your stuff," Clark said.

Well, at least he was forward about it. Thinking about it, Clark couldn't see a reason why he should say no - just because he had one fight with his roomie didn't mean it was the end of the world and since he was here, he'd rather get along with him than be arguing with him. Maybe helping him out would smooth things between them? Clark shrugged.

"Okay, sure, I guess."