Bruce was absolutely loving this particular space voyage. He was not huge and green and not in control of his own body, for one. And his friends were all there. And it seemed safe. Safe enough anyway. Lyra was still apprehensive and Tony was definitely not thrilled but so far, all seemed well.
Until a very small girl interrupted a very boring trip back from breakfast. She was dark haired, couldn't have been more than thirteen or so, and very...well, loud.
But Avenger things he knew, so he may as well help out? "First day?" he asked with a smile. It always weirded him out a little when the Entity dropped off kids. Not that he was complaining. His life would be so much darker without Lyra and now he had Pym to keep him on his toes. But it was still such a strange choice. "Not an Avengers thing. Well. A lot of them are here. But they're, well, we're not why we're here." A lot of the time, Bruce absolutely still considered Hulk an Avenger, but not himself.