[Clark does indeed lock the door because wouldn't you know? They have locks in Smallville too. And he's been living long enough in Metropolis to leave some of that farm-boy naivety behind. Really Bruce, he's not a kid.]

I have bee thinking about that, actually.

[He reaches for his glasses, pushing them up. He's really glad his actual human identity isn't supposed to be dumb or he doesn't know how he could handle some of these conversations without pulling his hair out.]

If we actually know the days people appear, maybe there's some way to... I don't know, find out how. You said some foreigners were metas, I'm sure we could patrol air, earth and water to check everywhere.

They can't just 'appear', right?