What Tink remembered of Bruce were kind, pretty eyes and a soft smile. She didn't recall ever seeing him have fun, though, so her teeny brain couldn't associate wether or not he even could have fun. But it certainly felt to her like he could at least get the happy thoughts part down.
Tink took to hovering in the air when they made it to the lab. It was quiet but Tink fluttered about anyway to look at everything.
"Over here," Bruce said, looking up at his wife and her pixie friend.