"He's... a similar height and build to me, similar hairstyle. But built from dark metals, with an orange visor. His costume has black sides instead of solid blue." He grimaced as he crossed his arms, considering the idea, following along when he's beckoned on.

"In all honesty if he does show up it would be safer for everyone to not engage. He generally has less than no interest in non-Kryptonian people if they don't attack him first, so barring any hiding out on your Earth, he'll make a beeline for me."

Clark definitely notices the shield, as well as the design of it. Almost daring enemies to take aim at him with it. He can appreciate that kind of sentiment- for all the symbol he wore had meaning it did something similar. Bad guys couldn't help shooting at it, almost like a compulsion.

Once he was closer to the motorcycle, Clark let his feet leave the ground, floating idly about a foot above the ground, gesturing towards the road.

"Go ahead and lead the way and I'll follow?"