All right, so, Bruce already knew this Solomon was different, but that seals it; he's not going to comment on marriage of any kind, because, uh. Well it's not really relevant. This man has his own life. (Part of him admires how his not-friend is handling this, underlying tension or not; he's never had anything like that, without acting.)

"Okay." Behind him, his horse makes an impatient noise. Maybe she's complaining. (But about what?) Bruce half-turns and raises a hand at Sol, in parting. In the tone of someone saying something far more normal, "Well, it's been awkward."