"Loki knows and agrees. We've talked about it." Which of course means that Bruce and Loki have agreed on a thing and are therefore on the same page about something, and that doesn't make him overly happy. The two of them reached a point of accepting each other and having a polite distance, and he'd like to keep that. "I'd be suspicions of his motivations, but honestly, I think he doesn't want to be the one either. They only just managed to get to a good spot again." Bruce rubs his free hand against his jaw. "He's from at least my time or a little after."

She's right. Shrug is the only response to that. "We can do that. It's maybe easier to talk about now that it's out there, because ... you saw it. That's hard to put into words, hard to explain." Bruce doesn't think that words can get at what it is to see half the world turn into dust. It'll always haunt him, but it feels like less of a horrifying secret at the moment. "We really did try our best though. Well, all of you did." He hates seeing himself in the suit, instead of the Hulk, who is more helpful in that situation. "He decided not to come out."