[ Bruce had learned to expect the unexpected over the years, at least to some degree. Ultron gaining an identity of his own and going berserk on the entirety of the human race was just the most recent of the reminders - and that was if Natasha shoving him down a cliff didn't serve as a bitter reminder that some people he was jut better off not trusting.
Still, there were things that even not he expected. When he was walking down that wide street in that quiet little town, seeing Loki just sitting there and drinking a cup of coffee was definitely one of those things. Of course, the thought that it might just be an eerie lookalike crossed his mind, but it vanished just as quickly as it came, when he saw the look on Loki's face, and heard the cup shatter on the floor.
He knew what had supposedly happened to Loki. All the Avengers did, Thor told them. And yet, against all logic, there he was, very much alive and well, and on Earth apparently? Did he really think this was the place to choose to hide away?
Bruce stood there for a while, not knowing what to do. He could just turn around and walk away, but that would mean leaving Loki to carry on with his life - and possibly whatever insane plan he might have yet again. On the other hand, it wasn't as if Bruce was part of the Avengers anymore, and he didn't want to get in touch with them and warn them about Loki either, thus revealing his own location.
In the end, his feet moved of their own accord, as he resumed his walk at a much quicker pace, doing a beeline right towards Loki, stopping right next to the table. Not close enough that neither could reach out and grab the other, but hopefully close enough that he was applying some kind of mental pressure on the God. ]
Sorry, but... I was under the impression you were supposed to be dead?
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Still, there were things that even not he expected. When he was walking down that wide street in that quiet little town, seeing Loki just sitting there and drinking a cup of coffee was definitely one of those things. Of course, the thought that it might just be an eerie lookalike crossed his mind, but it vanished just as quickly as it came, when he saw the look on Loki's face, and heard the cup shatter on the floor.
He knew what had supposedly happened to Loki. All the Avengers did, Thor told them. And yet, against all logic, there he was, very much alive and well, and on Earth apparently? Did he really think this was the place to choose to hide away?
Bruce stood there for a while, not knowing what to do. He could just turn around and walk away, but that would mean leaving Loki to carry on with his life - and possibly whatever insane plan he might have yet again. On the other hand, it wasn't as if Bruce was part of the Avengers anymore, and he didn't want to get in touch with them and warn them about Loki either, thus revealing his own location.
In the end, his feet moved of their own accord, as he resumed his walk at a much quicker pace, doing a beeline right towards Loki, stopping right next to the table. Not close enough that neither could reach out and grab the other, but hopefully close enough that he was applying some kind of mental pressure on the God. ]
Sorry, but... I was under the impression you were supposed to be dead?