"Fair enough." Betty knew, better than anybody, the effect Hulk had on him. She'd been there, and now she was living it. Was her life better in some ways because of it, yeah. But there was still a part of her that resented her father for what she'd become. Part of her that wasn't always okay with it, or confident in handling her new self. This wasn't the life she'd picked out for herself, either. She nudged him playfully with her knee and winked.
"Y'know," she segued a little, "if I could pass some of this pent up energy I've got on to you, I would." Stretching out her legs in front of her, she continued, "The lab helps, but I'm antsy. Sometimes it feels like the walls are closing in on me, and if I don't get out, I might punch a hole through the Sphere. I want an adventure."