The young face was noted, but not necessarily so out of place that it made him hesitate. Maybe if he didn't recognize Bruce, that would have been a bigger clue, but instead Bruce felt like somehow he'd been holding his breath and could let it out now. He was really there. Not on a space ship far away. Not on another planet. The last time they saw each other, Bruce simply let his instincts take over, and they did the same now. "Tony...."

He felt his eyes burn and tried to resist the wave of sadness and relief. It was overwhelming, the past few hours, the days before that, the years before that. So he moved forward quickly and wrapped his arms around his friend, hoping that it was acceptable now like it was before. "You're alive." None of them knew. It was unspoken, but they were all afraid. It did not look good for Tony, but there were more pressing things to worry about.

"Thank you," he said to Alec, because it was polite, and also because he was beyond grateful.