"Alfred's had a room across the hall from mine made up for weeks." Which was where he was putting Clark. Not that he wouldn't welcome Clark into his bed and his room but Alfred knew Bruce well enough to know that he had limits to togetherness, no matter how much he loved someone. "And not far from Jason's."

Basically, it was the family wing.

He kept walking, keeping an eye on Clark and just narrowly not keeping a hand on him as they went up, and up, and up, toward being able to open that final door and into the dawn.