Bruce nodded slowly when she said she didn't hang out a lot. "No, I get you. It took Tony awhile to get me to relax in his fancy digs. He kind of adopted me-- the way you do with a stray dog, not a child."
When she said she fought off agents for him somewhere, he smiled sadly. Oh no, she was sniffling. BRuce didn't know what to do with a crying woman. He might have to pat her awkwardly until she stopped.
But then curiosity got to him. "Oh Jen, how ... how did this happen? How did you become like me?" And why was she still on his side, still defending him?