Anthony Edward Stark

There was a certain touch of pride at having correctly guessed the reasoning behind why the Legion was still around in Tony's life. Bruce found himself nodding because a little part of himself was in the Legion, even if Tony was definitely, by far, their mother. ...He always wanted a real child of his own, but, well. Yeah.

"Sure." He was more than done and maybe a touch restless, trying to learn all of this. It seemed their 'game' of questions was over and maybe for the better, though he was fairly certain Tony, as usual, came out the winner in that. Whatever had happened, he was going to have to start looking into on his own. Hopefully his old passwords worked.

His eyes track Vision's golden aura across the sky, but given that Tony didn't look up, Vision didn't come down, he assumed that there was something there as well. Maybe for the best. In so many ways, Vision had scared the hell out of him. It felt like every bad sci-fi movie come to life, that the machines came to life and were far superior to their creators. With the mind gem and the knowledge JARVIS had possessed, it had given birth to something uniquely better than them. Someone who could judge them. Bruce shook his head hard to clear away those thoughts.

'HQ'. As good as any other name, though Bruce thought he'd miss the views. He was less of a risk out here, far away from people. "Probably for the best." Tony did have a particularly bad streak of falling out of his own Tower. "Quiet out here, comparatively," Bruce commented, looking around in a pointed sweep.