He took the hand and folded one leg under himself, beside Clark. "I wouldn't have asked you to, if I wasn't going to." He leaned, just a bit, against Clark's shoulder. He was silent for a bit, just watching the blaze of color fade from the sky and be replaced with clear blue. "That's a reason for you to have your own room. I'd turn you nocturnal within a week."

Inane, given the strength of his feeling and all that had happened but reassuring (to him, at least) for that.