“There is a talking wolf and an ugly duckling turned swan having a conversation on my dad’s front lawn,” Tony interjects to Bruce, though his voice isn’t that low. It probably can’t drop that far, not when he’s too use to projecting it. “I mean... crazy god worlds from some Viking mythology are what’s tripping you up right now?” He sets down the coffee cup and heads down the steps.
He’s either fearless or stupid. Banner would probably say both and he’d accept that too.
“So you need to phone home?” he asks, like he’s in some 80s movie and is already trying to think of a way to peddle a bike across the face of the moon. “I can help with that if you’ll give me a few days.” There’s a lot Tony can do with just a few scans.
Steve, however, holding the side of his pants closed, and now a head taller than the other men standing nearby, looks dubious. “I don’t know if I have a few days. I might not stop growing, Mr. Stark.”
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“There is a talking wolf and an ugly duckling turned swan having a conversation on my dad’s front lawn,” Tony interjects to Bruce, though his voice isn’t that low. It probably can’t drop that far, not when he’s too use to projecting it. “I mean... crazy god worlds from some Viking mythology are what’s tripping you up right now?” He sets down the coffee cup and heads down the steps.
He’s either fearless or stupid. Banner would probably say both and he’d accept that too.
“So you need to phone home?” he asks, like he’s in some 80s movie and is already trying to think of a way to peddle a bike across the face of the moon. “I can help with that if you’ll give me a few days.” There’s a lot Tony can do with just a few scans.
Steve, however, holding the side of his pants closed, and now a head taller than the other men standing nearby, looks dubious. “I don’t know if I have a few days. I might not stop growing, Mr. Stark.”