[He keeps on taking little bites of his portions of the pie. Hayley might have lost her appetite, but Clark tends to eat when he's feeling anxious.

Hayley isn't the kind of interactions with little girls he's used to- where he would usually simply make things better by the simple act of appearing with a smile and generally listening to them talk would make things better. Instead it looks like he's managed to do the opposite.

So he tries something else.]

Not only do I want to help you find them, Hayley- I won't rest until we've found them. It make take some time, we don't really have a trail to follow, but don't think for a single moment I'm not going to make them pay for what they did.

What they did to you.