"As a last resort. We can give her a little mirror, just in case."

Bruce gave Alessa a soft kiss on her head. The slightest peach fuzz brushed against his mouth. Her hair was already getting ready to grow again.

He let her go and sunk against the wall next to Tony, looking down at the girl and running through every worst case scenario he could think of in his head.

"How are you feeling?" With all the confusion and things to be done, Tony hadn't been given a lot of time to cope with his memory loss. Bruce wanted to make sure Tony was okay, now that they knew Alessa was.