[ He knows she'll stay close, he knows that. She always has, and she's never been afraid of the monster, not like other people are. He also knows that the Hulk cares about her in some way, likely a transference of his own deep feelings for her, and while during an unwilling transformation he still wouldn't want her anywhere near him, this time he's confident that it'll be alright.
There's a soft chuckle at her last remark, quiet and lost to the dark of the basement. ]
I'm sorry. [ Genuinely so, even if it might not be his fault. Not directly, anyway. ] I'll make it up to you, I promise.
[ Even in the dark, she can likely catch a faint glimpse of what happens next. Even if not, she can definitely hear it, hear the tearing of fabric as Bruce's figure grows taller and larger, and in a matter of seconds, the breaths that come from him are deeper, heavier, a grave hum leaving the monster's mouth as he takes half a step, looks around as if he's processing the information Bruce is trying to filter through to him from the inside.
His head turns, and his eyes find Betty, trying to figure out if she can see him at all. ]
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There's a soft chuckle at her last remark, quiet and lost to the dark of the basement. ]
I'm sorry. [ Genuinely so, even if it might not be his fault. Not directly, anyway. ] I'll make it up to you, I promise.
[ Even in the dark, she can likely catch a faint glimpse of what happens next. Even if not, she can definitely hear it, hear the tearing of fabric as Bruce's figure grows taller and larger, and in a matter of seconds, the breaths that come from him are deeper, heavier, a grave hum leaving the monster's mouth as he takes half a step, looks around as if he's processing the information Bruce is trying to filter through to him from the inside.
His head turns, and his eyes find Betty, trying to figure out if she can see him at all. ]