That, he can do; it takes very little active thought to adjust his stance in a way that keeps him rock-steady, or as close as he can get in this situation.

The kiss is such a fleeting thing, and yet it makes him shiver amidst the water and steam, beneath those uncannily warm hands.

It feels good in a way that he knows is dangerous. His thoughts are already going hazy by the time Bruce leans into him, and the only thing that jolts him out of it is the fingers brushing against his necklace. It's not a flinch, exactly, but there's a ripple of tension.