"I am the nerdiest of all the nerds. I'm pretty sure Harvard considered taping my picture next to the definition at one point." Bruce was their super star student, so there was a lot of good natured jabbing, and also a lot of not so good natured jabbing. "I never went to any parties. It does sound like me to bring up Mendel at parties though, maybe that's why I was never invited." Going to a party sounded like a disaster for him growing up. "I did go to a few at the last place I lived, because Tony owned the tower and Tony likes parties, but I'm still the wall flower at heart."

The tower was a great home, and he was the fool for giving it all up, but that wasn't really something to think about too much right then. Bruce walked away from the books to head back to her, leaning on a table across from her with the back of his legs. "So I guess that makes us a couple of losers. I'm in good company." Bruce wanted to ask why she was so hard on herself, but they didn't know each other well enough for that yet. But he did remember something.

"You asked me to read your pulse, but I didn't want to vomit on your shoes. Was there a reason for that?"