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For the moment, Bruce was okay with that. He had nothing really, so there was nothing to get into or anything except for him to brush his teeth. Easier to travel when you had only a small backpack as his... everything. So he dropped it onto the massive bed in one of the rooms, not particularly caring which room because he knew they would all be fine and comfortable and similar.

He listened to the chatter, contributing a little from time to time, as he slowly sat on the edge of the bed. Impossibly comfortable to a degree he wasn't even sure he would be able to sleep on it. He would probably end up on the floor on the soft carpet because it would be something he was more used to.

"Tony." Quiet. A firm look to his friend. "I'm not going anywhere."