"That's good," Bruce told Tony. He shifted nervously on his feet, glancing back to Clint. He could count on one hand the amount of times they interacted and it was odd to speak to someone besides Tony now. He would get used to it, he was sure.
"Thank you, Barton." Bruce gave him a small smile. "You're looking good as well. Are you going to be staying here?" Maybe if he weren't the only one bumming around in Tony's house, he wouldn't feel bad.