FRIDAY deposits Bruce inside the Hulk-sized room and releases him from the suit, and for at least five seconds he's too relieved to no longer be encased to even notice his surroundings. Then he has to stop and turn a circle, staring at the room, taking in the shield embedded in the wall and the--
"Is that a hot tub?" Hulk in a hot tub? Can they go home now?
It looks like the revolution distracted from any cleanup in Hulk's quarters, and with no champion to watch over, there are no guards in the hall.
He wanders over to shelves covered in bottles and opens one out of curiosity before shaking his head and quickly putting the top back on. "And alcohol? Who thinks it's a good idea to let Hulk drink?"
It probably has no affect on him; nothing else seems to, and God knows Bruce has tried.
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FRIDAY deposits Bruce inside the Hulk-sized room and releases him from the suit, and for at least five seconds he's too relieved to no longer be encased to even notice his surroundings. Then he has to stop and turn a circle, staring at the room, taking in the shield embedded in the wall and the--
"Is that a hot tub?" Hulk in a hot tub? Can they go home now?
It looks like the revolution distracted from any cleanup in Hulk's quarters, and with no champion to watch over, there are no guards in the hall.
He wanders over to shelves covered in bottles and opens one out of curiosity before shaking his head and quickly putting the top back on. "And alcohol? Who thinks it's a good idea to let Hulk drink?"
It probably has no affect on him; nothing else seems to, and God knows Bruce has tried.