Slurred speech, lowered inhibitions, and perhaps a more emphatic emotional response than what he is used to. The sudden physical absence doesn't quite help, only sharpening the keenly felt surge of want that all at once felt very important to try to describe before vanishing from his vocabulary.

A little oblivious to whatever is going on with Bruce right now, Clark reaches out again, a sort of pawing touch to face, throat.

"I dunno," is his brilliant response. "Nothing. I'm okay."

Heart beats. He leans in, gracelessly, for more kissing, despite that distance.