Anthony Edward Stark

It was a gamble, really, because he knew Tony wouldn't like it, but with as many questions as he had burning on the back of his tongue, and the equal fact he wasn't keen on sharing any of this any more than Tony was, it felt like a gamble worth taking. It meant, most likely, there were certain boundaries that would remain off limits for both of them unless they wanted this to escalate, but then again, Bruce wasn't sure how far Tony was willing to go anymore.

"Fair." Bruce sat back, looking to Tony on a safe guess Tony would want the first 'strike', and it was a little nice to be proven right in that sense.

Damn if that strike didn't hurt, though. A hard first question, making Bruce's gaze slide off to the side as he struggled with just how much he wanted to say in response. Giving the one word answer that came to his lips would get him similar responds in kind, but it also felt like some strange side-effect of living like Him for too long.

"I couldn't change back." That told volumes in just four words, even as Bruce's fingers clenched ever so slightly. "Then... I had to live with myself long enough to understand why." He knew why, now, but even just saying that aloud felt like bitter ashes on his tongue.

This 'game' would be worse than he thought.

"What caused you and Rogers to fall out?" Because that was who Tony had mentioned, Bruce guessed the biggest blow up was between the two of them... not to mention the obvious of the cat-and-dog fights they had sometimes before, but this was so much worse.