Next time, when Bruce is speaking so stilted and strange in his armor, Clark will perhaps understand the twofold reason of the voice modulator. One, anonymity. Two, it takes the embarrassing edge off of gasping for breath after extreme exertion and just sounds spooky. Wheezing not very intimidating.

Anyway. This is not extreme exertion. Sorry, Clark.

Bruce moves a little beneath him, but it's nothing more than re-settling his weight. Flexing his shoulders. Grounding himself a little better, in the event he flips the other man. And illustrating how close he is, how trapped, and yet how still dangerous. If he pushes now, it won't be a matter of trusting Clark to move and prevent Bruce from hurting himself. It'll just be a fight.

"I know."

You'll have to trust me more than that.