I should rename that icon, 'Mother of God...'
Bruce cleared the little lump in his throat with a subtle cough while folding his glasses and putting them in the breast pocket of his shirt. "I can't complain," he said. Despite his incident outside of Gotham yesterday, when the Other Guy made an appearance, SHIELD hadn't tried to do anything drastic or stupid that might aggravate him more. That was promising, but Bruce was still wary. "I think SHIELD knows better than to overwork me, considering I'm a completely different person when I'm cranky."
Noticing both her teeth and tail, several wry statements came to mind. If he were Tony Stark, he might've said them. But as Bruce Banner, he didn't want to offend the lady. Still, he felt as though he needed to address the obvious and get it out in the open.
"Pardon me, but... I can't help but notice..." He gestured with his hand at her as he finally blurted out, "Either you're wearing the best undercover costume I've seen or... you're part feline?"