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Sometimes I wonder if you're just doing this out of spite.

That's it, isn't it? You know that's unhealthy.

Then what do you want me to do? Give up and die? I've tried that, and it didn't work. I shot myself in the head and the other guy just came out instead.

I know you can't. I know, and that's- that's my point.

You're never going to be able to avoid people. This? This is what you can do.

[He's just--going to deflate now, because he's tired and doesn't like to fight and just tired.]

I don't want other people to suffer for my mistakes.

...Bruce. [Shit. He holds out a hand.]

I'm not- It's not hopeless.

[Sighs and runs a hand through his hair, glancing up at Tony.]

I'm trying to do good. Whatever good I can manage.

[But its so hard when he eventually breaks everything that he touches.]

You're doing fine, Bruce.

[Tony's persistent and steps forward.]

Just let them help.

[Another sigh.]

Do I have any other choice?

[Wryly.]

Technically. [Have a weak smile.]

But I'd rather you didn't resort to that.

It's not like I can even if I wanted to.

[Been there, done that, ripped the T-shirt in the process.]

I just want to help.

[Don't be sad, Bruce. Tony feels bad enough.]

[But how can he be sad when he's always angry--/shot]

And you did. You've done more than enough.

[Baw, Bruce!]

Don't shut down on me. I'm not your enemy, you know.

[YOU SHOT HIM INTO SPACE!! Well not him, but you know. Same diff.

Not that it matters anyway.]

I'm not, trust me. You'll know if I am.

[Space or death, Bruce!! It wasn't like he was trying to kill him. D:]

I'll know if you're out of patience, you mean. Talk to me.

[:( tell that to your version of Bruce.]

What do you want me to say?

[If only. There's no amount of explanation that will help.]

Just... that you understand. [Maybe a bit desperate.]

[And this is why you should not shoot people into space without their consent, Tony.]

I do. [A small, tired smile.] Doesn't make it easier to apply, though.

[;~;]

I know. Trust me, I-

[He winces at that smile. Ah, he knows that feeling. He's tired too. They both just need to quit.]

You'll be okay. It's hard, but they won't let anything happen. You're lucky, you know.

[:c

And yes, they really do. Too bad their worlds is just never going to give them that chance.]

If you're saying that I'm lucky, you must be in a really bad place.

[Never any breaks. Life's hard.]

You have people that you can trust. I just want you to know that.

[He's shrugging it off and pretending he missed the point.]

[It is very hard.

And yeah, he knows a deflection when he sees one. So not going to pry.]

I do. [A smile.] Thanks.

Yeah, well... That's my job.

[Augh that smile. Bruce.]

Is that part of being a consultant, or did I miss a memo somewhere?

[He sort of remembers you're the director or something right...]

I'm the Director of SHIELD.

[Go ahead, Bruce. You know you want to get mad.]

[...he can't decide if he should be amused or try to be snarky.]

What did you give Fury to let you take the position? A mickey in his powershake?

[...he doesn't mean it. Really.]