Anthony Edward Stark

Oh, Tony. Bruce finds himself muttering a few apologies as they disturb people at work, though he does find himself trying to gather what information he can on these new 'accords'. He knows a bit, what the media has spoken about, but it's so much more than that. It involves himself, however indirectly or directly. About control on something that Bruce knows they can't. There is no control. There is let sleeping dogs lie and hope they don't wake up.

He would learn exactly what Tony is doing here, eventually.

When they finally make it back, Bruce accepts the invitation... for tonight. Maybe a part of him doesn't want to be alone tonight when he has that chance not to be alone. Even if 'not alone' meant 'in the same building with someone who wanted him to be there'. It meant more than he could really say for even that small comfort in his life. "Lived without 'stuff' for a long time," he pointed out, giving a slight faint smirk showing it was a joke. Well, it was true but... dry humor.