Anthony Edward Stark

It’s for the best that Bruce tap out while he unloads. It makes Tony more willing to talk and to say things he doesn’t really want anyone knowing. He knows it’s ridiculous. He’s well aware of the fact that he should be talking to someone with an actual degree in this and that could be the only way he actually finds closure.

But he’s too stubborn and too set in his ways. And besides. Banner is back.

“A real, home cooked meal, or are you gonna crack some eggs into a pan and call it quits?” It doesn’t matter what the answer is. They head downstairs and Tony gestures to a couch with some blankets piled on it. His bed. Already slept in.

There’s too many beds in this house and he picks this place?

“There a lot I want to tell you.” In other words, get comfortable. Because Tony keeps most things bottled up until Banner comes around to pop the cork.