[Initially, Bruce wakes up with a start and a sharp inhale, but he isn't afraid of what's happened to him so much as what he might've done. It's pretty immediately apparent when he wakes up, one, clothed, and two, not surrounded by a pile of rubble or uprooted trees, that he didn't arrive here via the other guy. So that's... a relief? Yeah, sure; it's 60% of a relief, 40% a concern because now he has to ask where the hell he is and how the hell he got here.
After that initial scare, Bruce is pretty calm about the proceedings. No sense in freaking out, but maybe it's easier to say that when you're capable of turning into a giant green monster that can uproot trees and make giant piles of rubble. He sits up slowly, propping his arms on his knees, as he checks out the other people here. Oh, there's that guy, Clint. Some red hair -- that's Natasha. Well, at least he isn't alone.
The person nearest to him is a bit more concerning because she looks pretty young, and she's awfully calm. Deliberately calm, maybe.]
You okay? [He pushes himself to his feet, brushing his hands off on his pants as he stands up.] Did they take your stuff?
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After that initial scare, Bruce is pretty calm about the proceedings. No sense in freaking out, but maybe it's easier to say that when you're capable of turning into a giant green monster that can uproot trees and make giant piles of rubble. He sits up slowly, propping his arms on his knees, as he checks out the other people here. Oh, there's that guy, Clint. Some red hair -- that's Natasha. Well, at least he isn't alone.
The person nearest to him is a bit more concerning because she looks pretty young, and she's awfully calm. Deliberately calm, maybe.]
You okay? [He pushes himself to his feet, brushing his hands off on his pants as he stands up.] Did they take your stuff?