Clark smiled as Batman came up close, content to see he was a tad taller. Silently he thanked his dad for the young upward growth spurt at a young age that had made him, for the only time in his life a little scrawny. He crossed his arms over his chest, "Take your shot" he knew pushing Bruce was never really a bright idea, he may not have had super power but he had something scarier in many ways......... a high IQ. At least this little exchange was taking his mind off the headache that felt like it was getting worse. Not that he'd let Bat know that.