The glass slides open, smooth as Tony Stark, to let her step through -- and then recloses itself after her; after all, she didn't say anything about letting anyone back out.
She sits right next to Bruce on the bunk, near but not so close that they're touching, and looks him over, trying for clues.
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The glass slides open, smooth as Tony Stark, to let her step through -- and then recloses itself after her; after all, she didn't say anything about letting anyone back out.
She sits right next to Bruce on the bunk, near but not so close that they're touching, and looks him over, trying for clues.
"How are you?"