Lost Boy in Gamma World

Bruce smiled, hoping to put her more at ease. She seemed tense, like she had done something wrong. “Probably. I mean, it’s Tony, so we could flip a coin on whether something’s going to go ‘boom’. Would you like to come with?”

Rori nodded and entered the room. She even smiled a little hearing about the explosions. “I’m used to explosions around the lab,” she stated, “I’m not sure what my dad wanted, but he said it wasn’t urgent so you can take your time.” She looked around for a moment. She never had really been in Bruce’s area of the tower. She never really had a reason. He was usually always in close proximity to her dad when he needed him. 

He kept an eye on Rori as she meandered his area. He jotted a few more notes about his taser before getting up and grabbing a mug. "I'm going to see what your father wants- want to stop by the kitchen?"

Bruce headed to the lab as Hulk kept count. 60 seconds later, he and Tony stood outside Pepper’s door and knocked. “Pepper, Tony and I are here.”

Tony opened the door and was immediately by her side. Bruce gave them a moment before approaching. "Do you mind if I check your temperature?" He got their thermometer prepped and took a damp cloth with him.

He looked familiar, but couldn’t quite remember why. Bruce could see the discomfort in the other male’s posture, but it didn’t deter him from trying to figure out who the man was. When he made eye contact and was given a smile, Bruce suddenly felt on edge. ‘He looks familiar. Smells of SHIELD’ Bruce agreed with Hulk, but didn’t verbalize it on the grounds that this guy either knew who he was or was an awkward guy.

Bruce took a sip of his tea. “Depends on who’s talking. Since you clearly court danger, I’d hazard a guess that you are affiliated with SHIELD. A field agent, perhaps?” Hulk bristled in his head. ‘I can smash him’ Bruce smirked.

"And 'awkward stares' from me make you uncomfortable? Not your instructors? They probably teach you how to control others- but I make you nervous?" Bruce tried to keep the tone neutral, but he could hear some bite. Hulk was still ill at ease, and since he didn't get a name- let alone a motive- Bruce would be on guard.

Bruce smiled, hoping to put her more at ease. She seemed tense, like she had done something wrong. "Probably. I mean, it's Tony, so we could flip a coin on whether something's going to go 'boom'. Would you like to come with?"

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Bruce nodded as he carefully led her to the elevator. Pressing for her suite, he let the tea steep on their way up. “I’ll go let Tony know what’s going on… give you some space to change and relax.” He left the mug on her nightstand before turning to leave.

“Count to sixty and then come back in.” She said as his hand went up and turned the doorknob. “Thank you for this.” Pepper moved around the room to get her pajamas.

Bruce headed to the lab as Hulk kept count. 60 seconds later, he and Tony stood outside Pepper's door and knocked. "Pepper, Tony and I are here."

“Would you like me to help you to bed? I can call Tony,” he said, placing a damp cloth behind her neck. ‘I hope she feels better.’ “Me, too Hulk.”

“Yes, please,” she felt bad that she had to have the help. Most of the time she was the one helping someone else. “Can you please tell him that I will be okay?”

Bruce nodded as he carefully led her to the elevator. Pressing for her suite, he let the tea steep on their way up. "I'll go let Tony know what's going on... give you some space to change and relax." He left the mug on her nightstand before turning to leave.

“Pepper, you look pale, you’re breathing faster than usual, and you haven’t been as alert. I’m not THAT kind of doctor, but I know what illness looks like. Please just rest.” Bruce looked her in the eyes, but he knew she wasn’t quite holding his gaze. He grabbed a mug of water and grabbed a tea bag, hoping to convince her to get well.

"Would you like me to help you to bed? I can call Tony," he said, placing a damp cloth behind her neck. 'I hope she feels better.' "Me, too Hulk."

"Pepper, you look pale, you're breathing faster than usual, and you haven't been as alert. I'm not THAT kind of doctor, but I know what illness looks like. Please just rest." Bruce looked her in the eyes, but he knew she wasn't quite holding his gaze. He grabbed a mug of water and grabbed a tea bag, hoping to convince her to get well.

He looked familiar, but couldn’t quite remember why. Bruce could see the discomfort in the other male’s posture, but it didn’t deter him from trying to figure out who the man was. When he made eye contact and was given a smile, Bruce suddenly felt on edge. ‘He looks familiar. Smells of SHIELD’ Bruce agreed with Hulk, but didn’t verbalize it on the grounds that this guy either knew who he was or was an awkward guy.

Bruce took a sip of his tea. "Depends on who's talking. Since you clearly court danger, I'd hazard a guess that you are affiliated with SHIELD. A field agent, perhaps?" Hulk bristled in his head. 'I can smash him' Bruce smirked.