"I was never really meant for this life," Bruce said softly, a sad smile twisting at his lips. And that was one of the exact reasons why Ross thought he was soft. He wanted a quiet philanthropic life where he learned extraordinary things and died peacefully after being married to the love of his life since college. "But here I am." He could dwell on his dreams and his lost future all he wanted, but it really didn't matter. This was the path his own choices led him down. There was no one else to blame. So instead of blame, he was going to have to swallow it down and keep going on.
Tony needed him. Maybe to to fight anymore, but he told Thor that Banner was useful too. He'd have to prove it. He really would prefer to curl up on Tony for the foreseeable future and maybe sleep for a week, which was a nice thought but not one they had time for. "With the both of us, that list can go faster." Bruce got to his feet and could feel it in his bones now, the reality of not having any special blood in his veins to heal him or keep him healthy. This was going to be one hell of an adjustment. He leaned forward one more time, cupping Tony's face with his hands and pressing their foreheads together. Alive, alive, alive.
"Of course there are things that eat people out there. We're going to need some volunteers in the future if it comes to building an entire wall. You and I aren't exactly getting young---wait a second." One of the smartest people in their universe, and it took him this long to put it together. In his defense, they'd been wallowing over serious things. He pulled back and took a very thorough once over of his friend. "You are actually younger, what happened?"
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Tony needed him. Maybe to to fight anymore, but he told Thor that Banner was useful too. He'd have to prove it. He really would prefer to curl up on Tony for the foreseeable future and maybe sleep for a week, which was a nice thought but not one they had time for. "With the both of us, that list can go faster." Bruce got to his feet and could feel it in his bones now, the reality of not having any special blood in his veins to heal him or keep him healthy. This was going to be one hell of an adjustment. He leaned forward one more time, cupping Tony's face with his hands and pressing their foreheads together. Alive, alive, alive.
"Of course there are things that eat people out there. We're going to need some volunteers in the future if it comes to building an entire wall. You and I aren't exactly getting young---wait a second." One of the smartest people in their universe, and it took him this long to put it together. In his defense, they'd been wallowing over serious things. He pulled back and took a very thorough once over of his friend. "You are actually younger, what happened?"