Tumblr broke his brain for the umpteenth time.

[gammabruce]

I'm at a loss for words here, mun. Something like this simply would not happen. I know you had hopes, your mindspace practically screams them at me sometimes, but it's just not feasible.

I couldn't take the risk of something going wrong. Which means it'd have to be very, very safe, and slow, and downright boring. Certainly nothing like... well, that. Besides, I don't even own that many necklaces, and...

I mean, I'm not actually thinking about it. I'm only pointing out how things would go if, hypothetically speaking, we ventured into a relationship beyond professional. Which we wouldn't, except as friends, and I think we already are.

No, I don't mean friends with-- actually, I'm not going to finish that statement. Discussion is over.

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[gammabruce]

[And he'll shake that hand, his own all... normal. If extremely anything, it's probably pale.]

Nice to meet you, Mystique. I wasn't insulting him. Only analyzing. If he didn't want me to, I'm sure he'd protest.

[neveracoward]

[Aw, well. He's being sweet, so she'll bring it up herself.

...by shifting into Bruce himself the moment he touches her hand, complete with purple shirt and green pants. But it's not his voice that talks; that might be a bit of overkill.]

Go ahead and ask. You're a scientist.