"I know," Bruce said, not letting her go yet. "I know. I'm not." There was a soft, sad laugh behind that. He didn't want her to think he was weak, either, but there were more important things than strength. Right now his family had fallen apart and he didn't know how to fix it.
"I know," he said, resting his cheek on her head. "I'm a fucking asshole." It sounded strange coming from his mouth, and there was a small smile on his lips. She was letting him hug her. It was something to smile about.