Facts have proved that not only humans, but even Kryptonians have to bow their heads in front of majesty.Of course, the more important thing is that none of them want to break a few bones or get punched into the wall, after all, Diana has the advantage now.

"Is he always this awkward?" Diana whispered in Alfred's ear after Bruce finally put down his guard against Clark.

"It should be said that it increases exponentially with age." Alfred looked at the two men and shook his head, secretly hoping that they would not fight again, because after 3 minutes of stopping the quarrel, the air between the two was full of blood. taste.

"I thought you had studied me thoroughly enough."

"It's just a necessary procedure."

"Help you kill me more accurately next time?"

"I didn't say the word 'trust' first."

"These things are more like instruments of torture than trustworthy testing instruments."

"Special species special treatment."

"Then should I say thank you?"

"Maybe I can accept it with difficulty."

"...Do we have to keep arguing like this?"

Clark stroked his hair, crossed his arms and looked at the other person a little annoyed, the hair on the top of his head, which stood upright because of this, swayed back and forth with his shaking.Bruce stared at him for a while, and finally stopped the corners of his lips. He took off his hood and cape and threw them aside.

"It's just an inspection." His voice was a little tired, "You also know that your physique is so different, I just want to make sure the results of the inspection are accurate."

"I'd like to believe you, if we can be honest with each other." Clark lay down under those strange instruments. "I also believe that you will not hurt me again."

"What makes you so sure? After all, we were still trying to kill each other last time we met." Bruce snorted coldly and began to manipulate those things.

"Would you?" Clark took off his glasses and stared directly at him with blue eyes.

Bruce's lips moved as if to whisper something, but it couldn't escape Clark's ears, even if he couldn't hear it as clearly as before.

"Never."

He felt strangely relieved, like when he dreamed of the bats with the rising sun.

"How is he?" Diana asked looking at the constantly changing values.

"Slightly lower than what I've been monitoring before, but given that he hasn't been awake for long, I think this should be part of the recovery period."

"Maybe Krypton's technology can answer it." Clark said suddenly, and he blinked innocently at the two people, "I just took what belongs to me."

"That belongs to your people." Bruce corrected gloomily.

"Well, my people, as you please." Clark shrugged.

"Don't move!" Bruce yelled in dissatisfaction when the scan was a little sideways due to the movement.

Clark curled his lips and stopped moving, but everyone could see that both of them had relaxed for the most part.Diana couldn't help showing a small smile, maybe she can look forward to it again, that human beings can stop fighting each other and learn how to live in peace with the world and the universe.Maybe it will take a long time, and there is still a bumpy road ahead, but the darkest moment before dawn has passed, hasn't it?

At least she believed so.

"So you've spied on me before."

"When there's a UFO over your city, anyone would want to see it."

Diana and Alfred had already left, and they were the only two left in the huge bat cave, waiting for the computer to analyze the test results.Clark sank into the soft chair, the smell of tea and refreshments soothing his nerves.Maybe it was because he wasn't fully recovered, maybe he just felt safe, and Clark was starting to feel tired.

"Thank you." His voice was a little erratic.

"for what?"

"everything."

Bruce's movements stopped, he stared blankly at the progress bar, and the corners of his mouth began to tighten again.

"I don't deserve thanks."

After a long silence, he finally gave a gloomy answer.However, he did not get any reply.Bruce turned around suspiciously, and found that the young man who had just "unearthed" had fallen asleep. He was curled up in a chair in an extremely uncomfortable position, breathing slowly and calmly.Bruce watched him, slowly slumping tense shoulders.

As Alfred raised the fire, he heard the sound of the Batcave's secret door opening.

"I hope you haven't dissected your guest."

"If I were to dissect him I'd have you as an assistant."

Bruce picked up the bottle and looked around, then put it back where it was, and then, under Alfred's surprised gaze, he turned to pick up the glass of green things.

"He just fell asleep." He slowly swallowed the juice in the cup, his voice was not loud as if he was afraid of disturbing anyone.

Bats perch below Wayne Manor, flapping their wings and preparing for every dark night.

Clark was dreaming of them.

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