[A flinch crosses Bruce's face when Tony snaps out his words, momentarily affected but not because of the reasons they think about. He's hardly too good for them, not at all, not when he's worse then them. He doesn't deserve any of their kindness - and they don't need him.
He steels himself after a moment, though, doing his best to remain calm. He can feel the Hulk starting to boil underneath the surface, but he had so many years more to keep himself in check.]
I am. [He says quietly, still keeping his gaze on Pepper. He can't look at Tony, not right now.] And no, I'm fine. But thank you for asking.