Clark looks up from his work and smiles easily. "They are. They'll adopt you when you least expect it."

It's nice to see someone else becoming a favored cat toy, right down to being climbed on. "Couldn't we all?"

The kittens tend to be a good influence on even the roughest crew members - not that the other man strikes him as 'rough.' Something about him is familiar, though he can't quite put a finger on what. He shrugs it off for now and stands, pulling off his gloves so he can offer a hand. "I don't think we've met yet. I'm Clark Kent."