"That's not what we talked about. I already knew how to play."

Bruce looked down and covered his mouth, furrowing his brow and trying not to let onto how concerned he was by this.

"You wanted something from me. You kept asking for it, then decided if you maybe did something for me, I would give it to you." Information about Bruce and if he was okay. He had asked over and over, and Alessa had been stone cold in the face of his fear and concern. "You were right. What did you keep asking me, Tony?"

Bruce knew what it was, even if he had never heard the details of what happened. Tony was very single-minded, and had probably been just as worried about him as he had been distraught.