[ Bruce seems happy; that's the difference, really. The Bruce Banner he remembers talked about putting a bullet in his mouth as if it were common sense, an inevitability. He'd treaded lightly around everyone, he'd been jumpy, pessimistic. Even his sly humor had been muted, at least compared to their interactions aboard the Moira.
Tony reaches out to give Bruce's shoulder a brief squeeze. ]
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Tony reaches out to give Bruce's shoulder a brief squeeze. ]
I'm glad. Seriously, I mean that.