[ He can't predict anything, but he's trusting her to do that. Or to at least have something of a plan in mind, something better than what he was planning on doing at first. Well, there's some tearing down to do now too, but it seems more precise, more calculated. Definitely not what the Hulk would have done, but something he can do.
He nods with a grunt, not entirely pleased with the answer, but it's as she's thinking right now: they have no other options.
Once she's out of the way, or as out of the way as she can manage, he turns to the spots she pointed out on the ceiling above them. At the same time— that's a complicated feat to manage, but taking a few steps forward, he leaps up high, fists aimed upwards and plunging through the ceiling some good meters apart, then with a roar and a forceful tug, he gets it all to come crashing down with a loud, deafening noise. ]
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He nods with a grunt, not entirely pleased with the answer, but it's as she's thinking right now: they have no other options.
Once she's out of the way, or as out of the way as she can manage, he turns to the spots she pointed out on the ceiling above them. At the same time— that's a complicated feat to manage, but taking a few steps forward, he leaps up high, fists aimed upwards and plunging through the ceiling some good meters apart, then with a roar and a forceful tug, he gets it all to come crashing down with a loud, deafening noise. ]