"I don't worry about slipping," Clark says, after a meditative silence of looking inwards, sorting through the attached feelings. Important, up top, he thinks, to say so. He thinks that Bruce would accept it, the risk, and even the idea of a Superman not in complete control of his superpowers, after all they've been through, but he's not sure it'd be acceptable, himself. "It takes more than that to actually..."

You know. Pew-pew. Good thing Bruce did it himself, or Clark might have been tempted to insert a donut where A Joke might have happened.

"But I think it could happen again, yeah. I just don't want you to think..." He trails off, then, a crooked smile as he says, "I know you trust me."

Still. It's not the cuddliest aspect of his superpowers.