He doesn't seem injured at least? Hell, the blue and red outfit he's wearing doesn't even seem to be damaged either, other than the coating of dust that he's giving himself a quick shake to dislodge, twitching his cape to send a bit more off.

"It's not so much myself I'm worried for." Clark replies with an almost abashed sort of tone, distracted from surveying the damage by peering over at the man who'd spoken up. Soldier from his bearing, but a shield instead of a gun, cautious but clearly ready to help. "More worried about Metropolis if the Eradicator is still there and I'm not. How far from the city are we?"

Not that it would take him long to get there, but better to have an idea of distance. He knew he wasn't near the city anymore, but clearly hadn't realized just how far out he'd really wound up.