It took Bruce a little while. He showered, shaved, got fully and completely dressed in a pair of jeans and a dark, long sleeved polo shirt, and shoes. Then he went about figuring out where Alfred and the food were and getting one of the two pushed out into the garden on a cart.

One of the two being food. Alfred on a cart would have been a bit much.

He left the food beside Clark and sat down in the chair across from him, leaned back and reached to grab a bottle of water and twist the top off it.

He said nothing, but the bit of time and distance had been good for him. He was just still doing a bit of organizing.