Valkyrie once again spent a moment looking at Bruce before speaking, trying to assess just how much of him was in the Big Guy, and how much of the Big Guy bled onto him. Enough that Dido seemed to not want to stop sniffing at him, but Valkyrie was more interested in the personality aspect of it.
"You know... You don't remember this, I guess, but angry is not all he is. I mean sure, underneath it all, yeah but so am I. He's funny, you know? And he has manners. Said 'please' once." She smiled, and bumped his shoulder with hers. "You've been influencing him, I think."
A moment passed when she was thinking about how in reality, the Big Guy was the first friend she'd made in a long time. Valkyrie smiled at all their sparring and the laughing, some drinking (more her than him), happy times and no real conscience. Good times. "He was the first person in a long time to look happy to see me."
She then shifted, and narrowed her eyes at him. "Why'd you mention that he likes me as if that's unique to him? Does that mean you don't?"
Valkyrie shrugged, then. She wasn't for everyone, clearly. She still smiled appreciatively when Bruce returned the offer, but she wouldn't take it. He was probably just being nice.