It’s probably not fair to let Bruce shower twice for the same reason but he has to admit that he feels a lot better with a very clean (and lavender scented) physicist joins him at the table after his shower. Tony had woken when Bruce pulled away, his own sleeping habits a little too shallow for the amount of sleep he allows himself. He’s not about to complain however. It is what it is.

Eating peanutbutter frkm the jar with some celery he’d cut up to add to the Banner-sack, he arches an eyebrow knowingly at the damp man and holds out the jar.

“I’d say I have no diseases but that doesn’t really matter to you huh?” The serum keeps Banner more or less healthy after all. “And my cooties are worth millions.”