Bruce was a little out of it that morning, he kept having odd dreams the night before. He would vaguely see that blond brother of Loren's in his head, muttering about gathering people, but it had always been very faint and nonsensical. He might have called off today, he was technically a volunteer at this hospital after the disaster, but he had news that he'd wanted to share with Loren.

"What? Oh-- No, of course he's not ready to leave. Listen, Tony, there's a doctor across country called Dr. Strange, he's one of the best surgeons in the world and he might be able to do something to repair some of the damage in Loren's spine. It would never give him full range of motion, but it it was successful then it could return some feeling and even, given enough physical therapy, allow him to walk with crutches."

It was only then that he took in the pallid nature of Tony's skin and the dark circles under his eyes.

"...I know you want to be here for him, but it might be best to take a few days off. You need to take care of yourself as well."