"And you wanted me to just leave?" Tony said, shielding Bruce's body with his own when the air literally sizzled over him in Alessa's fit. He had no idea what was happening there, what was causing it, or how Bruce could be bleeding so profusely. From what he knew of Bruce, even a small injury, panic or feat could bring out the Hulk. After all, the collapse of the lab on the helicarrier had. This was so much worse.

Was Alessa causing him not to Hulk out again like he said she had in Silent Hill? Something to keep in mind, he supposed, though now was not the time to praise the girl's ability to restrain him. Tony wasn't a doctor. He couldn't even hem pants, like Bruce had teased him. How could he sew the other up?

"Work with me," he begged Bruce, shutting the door between them and Alessa's tantrum. He only let him go for a moment before he dropped to his knees again at Bruce's side, looking for telltale signs of the Hulk coming out to smash up his poor island.