"...He was driving for years?" Where would he have possibly landed where he felt that was the safest option for them? Hulk was angry, sure, he was destructive in that anger but at his core it always seemed like Hulk's number one priority was the protection of himself and the human he was stuck with. Keeping Banner alive, keeping himself far from anything resembling the military- Tony squeezed Bruce's shoulders, mind rattling through option after option. Something about what happened with Wanda? Something about the situation with Ultron.

Something about where they landed. Wherever it was, Hulk didn't feel safe to let go of control and simply...hadn't.

That long without Bruce as a counterweight would probably cause the tenuous distinction between them to shatter- and this place played with anything wild and fantastic except for the shit it saw fit to hand out like candy (his current status included) so tearing them apart to prevent a Hulk out made sense but- Tony swallowed back a pang of grief. Sure the big guy was a little unpredictable. Sure Johannesburg had been a low point for them. But Hulk had been as much his friend as Bruce and knowing he was gone? Complicated emotions. On the one hand- Bruce was finally free.

On the other?

Bruce was now vulnerable in ways Tony couldn't protect him. He wasn't certain how to cope with that considering how much insanity lived in the woods beyond the village. "Well."

Shit.

"That's probably for the best, because this place? Stressful as hell, Gummibear." When in doubt? Humor. Every shred he could scrape together. "Have you chosen a place to stay yet? I've got an extra room in my house. It's not quite candyland but-"

It was his. It was safe.