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There was pretty much no point in hiding that he was rapidly going gray, as far as Bruce was concerned. His life was a pile of stress and confusion and running from his problems; it was going to give him gray. Tony looked young, regardless of the wrinkles around his eyes. In Bruce's opinion, he always thought it looked handsome. Wrinkles showed someone's life in their face, so smile lines were a sign of a man who smiled easily. Tony did, but Bruce knew they weren't always real.

The female voice took him briefly by surprise even though he damn well knew JARVIS had been forever changed by what they had done. (Their foolishness, their ego, their pride, their love of discovering and learning the unknown...) Even after all the time he lived with Tony, as he came further into the room, it was with the air of someone who wasn't sure he was welcomed. "...sure. Haven't had a pizza in a while." Tony's diet always felt like it left something to be desired, but in truth, Bruce probably could have used a few pounds.

He slowly looked around, seeing what Tony was up to. In some ways, honestly, it looked like Tony was doing... better. Maybe it all had done some kind of good for the man, but Bruce doubt that because Tony Stark was a man who excelled at covering up his own emotions and pain. "Looks like you've been busy."