The only work he does currently is sword work, but he's started feeling nostalgic for the forge lately. That would definitely finish putting him back in shape, and help his appetite.

"Except the one on his head." Connor nods a little unsteadily. There's no booze in the candy, and LOLs probably don't smell like much. She might take note though, that if Connor was talking to Clark, it was probably in the Nexus. Where Clark got the candy from would be an excellent question. "And he... he said... he said-" Connor starts chuckling, so much so that he's having trouble getting the words out. "He said April hit him with a magic stick." He starts laughing all over again at that and collapses onto the couch, candy tumbling around him and into his lap.