Re: Later on...
It was Bruce. Wait, Bruce? Natalia's eyes widened only a little. What on earth was he doing here? He should be back at SHIELD, he should be telling them what he read and what he knew. God dammit, she thought but her face remained only slightly alarmed, not actually panicking. What was worse was that he looked like he was mere breaths away from losing it. She'd seen him as the Hulk before, knew what he was capable of...
"Banner, no—" she started but it was too late. Right before her, the mild manner Bruce Banner changed. She needed to keep calm. Keep calm and hope that he wasn't going to tear her apart. He was still holding the chair and she closed her eyes. The world beneath her moved, metal bending and then ripping, the chair being tossed with Natalia still in it. She landed roughly on her side and then looked up to see what he was doing.
He. He saved her?
Natalia stared somewhat surprised at him, her emotions a little clearer on her face. "Banner..." she whispered, "You..." She was in awe. She always heard (and saw) the Hulk as something of an uncontrollable force but this was surprisingly...controlled. At least his actions seemed more purposeful than just smashing things.