One hand moves from his folded position, drawing knuckles along the side of Clark's face, resting with a light touch at his temple. There is a pressure point there that Bruce enjoys the manipulation of; can a Kryptonian feel it at all?

He seems to be somewhere else for a moment, slipping away from the question posed. But he returns.

"Lately, sometimes. With Joker. His provocations.. get personal, and something about it is so useless and out of place in that awful setting, that it begins to feel fake. And I can see the seams. But I can't do anything but watch."