[Bruce stops in his thoughts when he hears Tony talking - well, more like snapping, really - nearby, blinking as he turns to the source of where the voices are coming from and looks at Tony picking around and generally looking very frustrated.
Not that Bruce can't relate. If he was in Tony's position, he was certain he would be frustrated too. But then running and leaving things behind has always been part of Bruce's life.
He glances to Floramon, who is some distance away exploring on his own before looking at Tony being very sullen again before he stifles down a sigh and heads towards him.]
How are you holding up?
[It must have not been good for Tony, having everything uprooted around him. Bruce himself to used to it, but for Tony - well, he is the guy who has everything. This must be hard.]
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Not that Bruce can't relate. If he was in Tony's position, he was certain he would be frustrated too. But then running and leaving things behind has always been part of Bruce's life.
He glances to Floramon, who is some distance away exploring on his own before looking at Tony being very sullen again before he stifles down a sigh and heads towards him.]
How are you holding up?
[It must have not been good for Tony, having everything uprooted around him. Bruce himself to used to it, but for Tony - well, he is the guy who has everything. This must be hard.]