Clark winced just a little and wobbled a hand. Things weren't bad... but they were less than good. He tilted his head towards the hallway and put down the dishes he'd been about to do to head back there. He didn't like to listen in, but this was important.

"--much as I'd like to, Di, I can't do that. I've already got a summons from the UN to testify to my treatment in Bialya. I can't do that if I'm walking around like nothing happened."