He looked at her and frowned, before shaking his head, "I can't take that. I don't want to feel like I have to run and hide anymore. That's what I like about this City, nobody wants me dead, they don't want to study me in a lab..." He said, making a face at her, "I'm okay with word of mouth, but I don't want this to be in print." He explained, for obvious reasons.
"I'm a good guy. I've helped a few friends of mine save the world a few times, and I don't want people to see me as anything that I'm not. Nobody would ever understand this creature inside me." He explained, then smiled a little at her when she called it Mr. Hyde, "I call him the Hulk."
He hoped she would see where he was coming from, and if she needed proof of his alligence, he could give her a few sources to persue for information. That was all he could offer her, though, and he hoped that was enough to satisfy her. Though he couldn't stop her if she really wanted to print that story, all he could do was hope she could find it in her heart to keep it to herself. It was better for everyone that way.