“If it happens again, you know you can always come here. Or one of my other houses. I don’t know if I can help you find yourself again, but I know you, Bruce Banner. Maybe I can do something. And if not... well I like the Other Guy. We understand each other.” Maybe that was another lie. The Hulk only showed affinity towards Tony once. But once was all it took for Tony to latch on.

Another few bites and Tony tossed the pizza crust on top of the last. He picked some basil from his teeth before he crossed his arms and leaned on the table. There was nothing between them but scraps and Tony’s entirely too intense eyes.

“I’m not the sort of guy to beg.... But right now, I’m going to make an exception. Stay. Here.”

Where else did Banner have to go?

“With me.”