She hazarded a glance over at the man and found herself staring at him for a moment. It was strange, how she used to think of him as a dear friend, then an enemy, and now.. she wasn't really sure. Hayley hadn't known what she and Clark were for a long time, even if he might have insisted one thing or another. Moments like this, when he shared with her or trusted her with some piece of information about his life, it served to remind her of how alien that honesty between them felt.

But this wasn't just sharing. Clark was trying to empathize, to tell her he understood. It was weird. And she would be lying if she said she didn't like it and want more of it.

"Bart took me up to the turtle's head once and that was pretty cool, but it kind of takes forever for those of us without super speed," she replied lightly as her gaze returned to the road in front of them. Hayley stated it as fact, not the attack it could be. "As much as I wanted to just go somewhere far away, I was stuck locking myself in my room. It was totally like teen angst. I was kind of proud."