"It's fine." He didn't watch much TV. The newspaper was more his style, which made Clark's career all the more fitting. He didn't have to steal them from coffee shops or diners anymore. It was easier to slowly digest the news, especially with how much of it pertained to SHIELD and the Kryptonian incident in Metropolis, in a form that he could set aside when his thoughts started to go into patterns that he knew better than to follow. "I'll finish up cooking."

There really wasn't much left to do, but it was better, he'd found, to wash as he went. It kept things from piling up.