Clark was glad to get out of the room once he handed over the metal to Leon. Awkwardness wasn't really something he was a big fan of and he felt bad that it looked like he'd freaked out last night; maybe he had even freaked out, although he really had been trying to help...but he hadn't really been as successful at that as he'd hoped. He just hoped his trip with Kvothe wouldn't turn out like it had with Leon.

He flicked on his flashlight, testing it out. The new batteries didn't seem to help make the light any stronger but at least it shouldn't go out this time.

Clark set off down the hall, hoping to beat Kvothe to the main hall. With his super speed, he should've been there already but he opted instead to walk. It was the one power he hadn't really tried to use because honestly, look how well his others had turned out. Tapping into his speed, he could end up running right through a wall, splat into the wall, or nothing. Nothing would've been the high point: he would've taken no powers over out-of-control powers. He didn't need Dad here to tell him how dangerous this could be.