Hulk Looked Down At Happy Lady. Happy Lady Not Happy Lady Now. Happy LadyAngry Lady Now. Angry Lady Make

Hulk looked down at Happy Lady. Happy Lady not Happy Lady now. Happy Lady Angry Lady now. Angry Lady make Banner angry. Make Banner need Hulk. Hulk protect Banner from anger - Hulk protect Banner. What - Angry Lady. Why. Hulk smash... chair. Room... too small. Hulk angry.

SPIT IT OUT!

"I’m not guilty!"

Bruce frowned at her, his arms hanging by his sides as he looked her over. "I'm not- I'm not doing it to be mean, I'm doing it to protect you. I'm volatile in the worst way, Andie." He knelt down in front of her and, though he hesitated for a moment, took her hands. "I don't do it to upset you. I don't mean to upset you. I know you only want to help, but this... This isn't anything normal, or average. This isn't anything you've seen before, or anything you should see. It's better if we just..." Bruce exhaled, releasing one of her hands to rub at his forehead. "You know?"

SPIT IT OUT!

"I’m not guilty!"

Hulk grunted. Hulk looked around himself, then sat down on the floor. Hulk frowned. "Angry Lady use powers for good. Hulk not fight Angry Lady if she use for good." He pressed his knuckled fists into the floor and frowned again.

SPIT IT OUT!

"I’m not guilty!"

"You do have plenty of reasons," Bruce laughed. He shoved his hands in his pockets, his shoulders slumping a bit as he relaxed. "Telekinetic, huh? Powerful one?"

"Natasha Stark, eh?" Bruce said. He released her hand, and moved to stand by her side. "So, this whole event's all your doing, then?"

Hulk frowned. "Why sit? Angry Lady... advantage." Hulk listened to Banner's praise in his head, but Hulk ignored Banner in a second. 

SPIT IT OUT!

"I’m not guilty!"