Clark looked sideways over at Bruce.

"That's all your fault. You raised him. Letting him grow up... how're we ever going to live with that?"

Clark was teasing but he leaned into Bruce's leg, taking some stability and some comfort from the touch.

"They're brothers. They do what brothers do. I don't know what that is, exactly, but I've seen it a few times back home. It usually involves a lot of tussling."