Bruce grunted in acknowledgement and put his hand over Clark's, resting against his chest. "I resent the implications that my parents weren't married when they had me," he said, quietly.

He squeezed Clark's hand a tiny bit, but also closed his eyes.

"We're spending too much time here...." He hadn't meant to say that aloud. The Manor wasn't... what it had been in some ways, maybe, and it was certainly more empty, but.