Anthony Edward Stark

“That sounds like the best way to get rid of him,” Tony says softly. “Pretty fun, not much effort. No one’s asking you to get off—. Uh. Well you might want to figure out how that species does the nasty. Maybe all you have to do is rub butts.” The thought was pretty hilarious. And then grew dark. “Or maybe she has to eat you. But if it’s just bumping uglies Banner... do it. It’s a way out.”

Tony would do it in a heartbeat. He’d do a whole lot of things in a heartbeat but this, specifically, was an important step in the right direction for Banner to go.

“Just don’t forget too much about me. I get it. She’s got a nicer rack than I do. But I have a cool lab and barely notice any consequences to my actions.” He's meaning that to be funny. So laugh, Banner, and then go and get that alien loving!

So long as there’s no cannibalism involved of course.