[Meanwhile, Bruce can barely begin to guess at what's going through Jack's head. He doesn't know all that much about the spirit, not really; and he adds that to his mental list to remedy, alongside telling him about the Hulk. If they're going to be pseudo-not-really bad choices family, however reluctantly and tacitly, then they should know something about each other. Bruce likes his secrets, but he isn't dense or asocial; he knows you're supposed to give them up to the people important to you.
And he also knows that, with this mental shift in his head, he's not as willing to just let things go whenever they arise. Bruce doesn't think of him as really family, no, that's not a word he ever wants to use again outside of its original context, and letting someone close to him in the first place is its own immense difficulty-- but even without that explicitly defined term, he likes Jack. He feels somewhat responsible for him, just a little. And moreover, he wants to help.]
You sure? [he asks quietly, meeting his eyes head on.] That I'm not missing something?
[It's an open offer to talk. One Bruce doesn't make very often.]
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And he also knows that, with this mental shift in his head, he's not as willing to just let things go whenever they arise. Bruce doesn't think of him as really family, no, that's not a word he ever wants to use again outside of its original context, and letting someone close to him in the first place is its own immense difficulty-- but even without that explicitly defined term, he likes Jack. He feels somewhat responsible for him, just a little. And moreover, he wants to help.]
You sure? [he asks quietly, meeting his eyes head on.] That I'm not missing something?
[It's an open offer to talk. One Bruce doesn't make very often.]