Good. [He exhales, lets him go, and takes a step back-- recovering his distance and his balance. It's strange being the one who's not falling apart in the conversation, but with the way Tony suddenly shuts up and says barely a few words each time, it's not hard to guess that there's something cracking apart on the inside.]

There's another component to this. A couple, actually, but-- you can make a deal with the Emperor, and she'll show you what happens in the future. As far as I'm aware, it all lines up. If I made one, I'd see the invasion, the Avengers, saving you. I'd say they could just be consistent with their lies, but they aren't SHIELD. They don't have everything manipulated.

We're clones, but we're sloppy ones. There's almost, ten times the rate of silent mutation in my genome as there was before. This isn't some deep scheme. I think they really are desperate. And this is a lot more than just another dimension.

[This is a lot of talking for Bruce, and he's not prone to info dumping to start with. But he's determined to wrench Tony out of the funk he's letting himself sink into, and the best way he knows how to do it is with the practical. Solidifying reality around him, defining the limits as he knows them. It was the only thing that worked for Bruce.]