[ He doesn't answer that with what he's thinking. No, she's not the one they're interested in, but they could very easily use her to get him to do whatever they wanted. And the thing is, it would work.
Bruce doesn't care what might happen to him; he cares mainly about keeping her safe right now. To him, that's a concern even more immediate than the people trapped in that room.
Bruce is quiet for a long while, almost not daring to breathe just so he can focus on listening. There's the constant buzz, the patterns in the energy pulse, start and stop and pick back up in a constant, then there's his footsteps, his breathing, his heartbeat, and there's Betty's feet too, her breaths. He subtracts each part and turns his attention to each at a time, making sure there are no other sounds in this space right now. No other sounds mean no other people, at least he hopes so.
He takes a deeper breath, daring to relax just a hint. Whoever did this clearly didn't want to be too close— now he's thinking about it, it actually makes sense that they're not even in the building to begin with. Wanting to avoid getting caught red-handed possibly, or just not wanting to be near a rampaging Hulk, in case the energy field wasn't enough to hold him. (It probably wouldn't be; he remembers talking to Tony about that possibility.)
A brief look around the room, he steps a little closer to the glow, turning slightly so he's talking to where he knows Betty is. ]
I could always turn now and kick my way through to where the generator is...
[ He's kind of throwing that idea into the air, unsure if it'd work all that well. A little too much violence and he could actually make the ceiling above them collapse, bringing down the hundreds of people in the room right upstairs. That would be just as bad as having the beast trapped in there. ]
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Bruce doesn't care what might happen to him; he cares mainly about keeping her safe right now. To him, that's a concern even more immediate than the people trapped in that room.
Bruce is quiet for a long while, almost not daring to breathe just so he can focus on listening. There's the constant buzz, the patterns in the energy pulse, start and stop and pick back up in a constant, then there's his footsteps, his breathing, his heartbeat, and there's Betty's feet too, her breaths. He subtracts each part and turns his attention to each at a time, making sure there are no other sounds in this space right now. No other sounds mean no other people, at least he hopes so.
He takes a deeper breath, daring to relax just a hint. Whoever did this clearly didn't want to be too close— now he's thinking about it, it actually makes sense that they're not even in the building to begin with. Wanting to avoid getting caught red-handed possibly, or just not wanting to be near a rampaging Hulk, in case the energy field wasn't enough to hold him. (It probably wouldn't be; he remembers talking to Tony about that possibility.)
A brief look around the room, he steps a little closer to the glow, turning slightly so he's talking to where he knows Betty is. ]
I could always turn now and kick my way through to where the generator is...
[ He's kind of throwing that idea into the air, unsure if it'd work all that well. A little too much violence and he could actually make the ceiling above them collapse, bringing down the hundreds of people in the room right upstairs. That would be just as bad as having the beast trapped in there. ]