"You were my estate agent on that one, however unwitting." He moves his arm, leaving his hand at Clark's back for a while, the ghost of a squeeze at his side for one moment. Bruce doesn't regret it. He's bad at gifts and Clark is bad at accepting his money, so it worked out for everybody. God, he hopes Clark is able to reconcile with his heart and Lois at home, he doesn't like the thought of him single and drifting. He wants to ask, but he doesn't know how-- he especially doesn't know how to ask without it ending up a disaster of insensitivity on his part. So he won't.

"There's nothing to like or dislike about either, it's just a process." He almost says It's novel, but catches himself before he turns too accidentally patronizing. "It's alright."

It's keeping them occupied, and it's nice out. He can't complain.