Betty scrunched her face, mildly ashamed that she wasn't even Hulking right these days. There wasn't much to punch in that garden; a prickly rose bush wasn't all that threatening. Frankly, Red didn't know how she hadn't acted out yet. And now part of her was a teeny bit disappointed that Hulk hadn't either. Maybe it was the artificial weather. She leisurely paced forward while her eyes wandered, brought a long leg around to face Iron Man and his question with a quirked brow. Not her favorite thing to talk about, but she'd smile like it was the easiest thing to do.
"I wanted kids," she answered. Betty was sure Bruce did too, but then, he had his priorities. "Let's see, uh, right after love and marriage," she lifted a finger and demonstrated the hierarchy of this once perfect plan, "but before gamma poisoning." Betty's grin brightened, it was a joke, hahahaha, you could laugh, life was funny that way! The light in her smile dimmed. "Why? Thinking about having kids? Y'know, family planning, that's a thing they do in medical clinics."