Bruce - felt Clark sway and did his level best to support his own weight. That involved locking his knees and putting his hands lightly on Clark rather than grabbing hold or allowing himself to use Clark for support.

He put a hand on the back of Clark's neck, gentle and a little chilled, and returned the sweet kiss with a soft one of his own. He couldn't prevent his hand from being shaky, but he managed to find the willpower to stop it before he ended the kiss.

"I love you, too." That - was a statement of fact and easy because Clark needed to hear it. At least Bruce used that for explaining why it wasn't something he stumbled over.

His back was still sluggishly bleeding from where Clark had clawed through that scar.

"Are you okay?"