[ He keeps his hands entirely to himself, tucked into his pockets. The resemblance is, of course, impossible to deny and he can hardly blame her for reacting to it. But Clark and Napoleon are two very different people. Even physically, Clark isn't nearly as clean-cut. The short, loose curls that frame his face aren't slicked back neatly. The way he slouches, and the way his uniform hangs as a result, all makes him look shorter and softer in comparison.

He takes all of this in stride, calm and patient. ]

Considering where we are and how we got here, is that where you're going to draw the line? Nathaniel... has a particular effect on people. [ One that Clark is far less than thrilled about, from his tone. ] Can I ask what he said to you?