Bruce's skin was always covered by a patina of bruises, all in various stages of healing. That there were more and some of them were fresher now made little difference to him. It didn't impact him in a serious way, and Clark would have had to do more than hug him to cause Bruce any serious discomfort.

Or even enough discomfort to be worth noticing.

He still didn't hug Clark back. He put a hand on Clark's shoulder and gave a mild, gentle, squeeze. Then he left it resting there. That was all.

"Your... . What?"