Bruce is very aware of the many wrongs his bad decisions led to. There is no one to blame for the Hulk's existence but him. He didn't know that his risks would lead to that, but it wasn't good enough. There were no real reparations he was capable of making to the people whose lives ended or were altered by his mistake. Every day of his life, he reminded himself of what he did. It was necessary. But then he made the mistake. Again. There aren't enough rights in the world he could do to balance the scales, so it couldn't be about balance. There was no redemption for him. Just the hope to make things better where he could.

Bruce's heart hurts and he shakes his head at her. "I couldn't bear it if I hurt you." There were a lot of people that he cared about now in this place, but she was clawing her way closer to his heart by the day. He can easily see how she became a surrogate daughter to Frank. He'd be lucky to claim a surrogate uncle, some day. "He's almost killed all of my friends by now. I have no idea why they tolerated it as long as they did." Not just tolerated it, used it. Forgave it. "I couldn't ask that of anyone here. It wouldn't be right. So it's a very good thing he's gone, regardless."