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[Not so crazy - it took me 9 1/2 months to find my current place. I love cooking too much to have a small kitchen - I need that counter space! My current kitchen is a good size, nothing smaller than that. We don't need too much more house in terms of sheer size, just a little more and a single. /nod And we'll get together. Life's been busy! ^_^]

That bad, then. Tony and Roger's friendship, relationship, Bruce wasn't even sure what to call it, was a strange thing, something he never felt quite comfortable in commenting on because so much laid between the pair. Hearing Tony admit to over reacting or making a mistake spoke absolute volumes about just how terrible it had all gone down, possibly how broken that friendship was. Maybe just how badly Tony had in fact messed up. It didn't surprise Bruce that he wasn't ready to claim what he had done, but even just admitting those things was a step in the right direction.

"I'll be here when you're ready," he offered, quietly, and let the rest lapse into silence until Tony mentioned movies. That brought up a brief, wry laugh. "Right, you know me, always going to the movies." He had his own things he didn't want to talk about. Just how long it took him to become Bruce again instead of letting the Hulk exist as he would. For a long time, it didn't matter. Nothing mattered. Everything he had done had proven to be a lie or completely worthless to keep the Other Guy from hurting anyone anymore.

"Actually looking forward to this pizza. It's been a while."