That's a very charming look on him, Bruce thinks. Exasperated beyond all reason. It probably says something about their relationship - the decades-long one - that he thinks so. Has always thought so, even back when he just let himself revel in it being satisfying to get under Superman's skin.

He works out an agreement with the owner, who's happy to adjust to even lower payments if Bruce fixes up certain things across the property. (Say what you want about the spoiled rich boy, he knows how to cut a deal.) He can start screwing around with it at the end of the month in earnest, though he's not banned from showing up to poke around before then.

"Not too boring of an afternoon?" he asks as they're finally on their way back in the direction of their - well, Clark's, from now on - apartments. Bruce should probably do laundry.