Clark's eyes widened. due, He'd Known Superman was here, but knowing was different from actually seeing him with his own two eyes.

"That would...probably be a good idea."

He followed after the older man, up to the top of the Daily Planet. Running his hands through his hair nervously, Clark tried to figure out where to start.

"I guess the best place would be to start from the beginning." He said, staring off into the city. "I'm from a reality where you're a fictional character. My parents, who thought they were being funny, named me after you. And, about a year ago, I woke up in the middle of the night hovering in mid-air, which was the weirdest thing to happen to me up until I some how ended up here."

He glanced back over at Superman. "I would love an explanation for that if you have it, by the way, because I don't."