There's a smile that pulls across his face, and it is charming but sincere and genuine.

"I was hoping you'd say that." Clark doesn't doubt that she can do it. He doesn't doubt that she's supposed to be there on that trip with him. It makes sense to him, and he doesn't ask what skills she has. It falls into place in a way that he seems to understand. "There will be three teams. Two teams will stay here to ready the ship, and one team? They will be going to get the navigational codes off of the cruise ship. I'll be on the team heading off of the ship. There's risk and danger any way you go, sweetheart, but... my way has the most risk."

He takes a drag from his cigarette with a light smirk as he leans against the railing to face her.

"Not that I think that'll deter you nor do I want it to. Just wanna be straight with you."