[Well, apparently that was a success. Bruce hadn't even realized he'd need to be reassured over something, but apparently he had given the difference between that grin and what he'd looked like earlier. Faking it is a lot more obvious when you have the real thing to compare it to.
Him talking to JARVIS doesn't get more than a moment's long-suffering look, and him sparing a thought to wonder what he's getting himself into again. Maybe he hadn't been appreciating the peace and quiet while he had it. The other Tony wasn't nearly this invasive, given what Bruce assumed was some tumultuous water under the bridge between him and his own Bruce. There was no other way to interpret the (justified) wariness he had over provoking him, something he could never seem to manage to convince his Tony the wisdom of. But when he's being totally honest with himself, he's not sure he really wants to, anyway.]
I'm in my lab. [He leans back and folds his arms, tolerant.] Fire sector. Your name's on the door.
no subject
Him talking to JARVIS doesn't get more than a moment's long-suffering look, and him sparing a thought to wonder what he's getting himself into again. Maybe he hadn't been appreciating the peace and quiet while he had it. The other Tony wasn't nearly this invasive, given what Bruce assumed was some tumultuous water under the bridge between him and his own Bruce. There was no other way to interpret the (justified) wariness he had over provoking him, something he could never seem to manage to convince his Tony the wisdom of. But when he's being totally honest with himself, he's not sure he really wants to, anyway.]
I'm in my lab. [He leans back and folds his arms, tolerant.] Fire sector. Your name's on the door.
Just go in and down to the left.