[Clark could not have looked more shocked had she slapped him with a fish. He did his best to shake it off, but then he was looking at her (in a way that was clearly awe and lacked any sort of lewd connotations), looking at them both as they floated above the monument, and the shock resumed. A second breath and he shook himself out of it, floating by his own power and pulling away from her, not unpleasant.]

Who--

[His gaze turned to the creatures he'd been fighting as they swarmed towards the two of them now.]

Thank you. Would you mind lending me a hand with these two?