The only reason Bruce was still alive and made it through his ordeal was that he couldn't die before. Now he could, and he was focused on continuing to live. He was already considering the upside to living in a place like this for longer than a short time. It sounded bad, yes, but he was also free of the Hulk and all the reasons he could never be free on their earth. It was too early to make any decisions on that, and first he had to come up with a way for people to choose whether to stay or go.

"Trust you to say sure why not I'll let these strangers give me super powers." Bruce would have done the same thing if it wasn't for his experience with what happened the last time he thought 'hey wonder what this will do.' He never thought about having other powers. Being a super soldier would be interesting. It was the plan of his project in the first place. No, stop it, Banner. "You look good, that's for sure, I mean, not to say you don't always, but...."

It wouldn't be Bruce if he wasn't thinking about the buts. "What happens if it goes away? Will the changes stay, or will you bleed out on the floor? Because that might be something we should plan for. Make sure someone's within ear shot of you until it looks like it'll stick."