Bruce watched Beauty produce the handkerchief, a possession Bruce knew to be very personal. From an older time, which had Bruce trying to recall if Beauty had ever told him exactly what time she was from. It was probable, and a part of his mind was telling him that she had but he wasn't entirely sure.
Without a word Bruce reached a hand up and curled his fingers gently around the silken fabric, taking a moment to admire it before offering Beauty a curious look.
"I'll give it to him, but I can't promise you that he will keep his word. He's done worse things to other people than kidnapping you, Beauty," Bruce explained, but didn't offer her any details. Poor Annie was technically still recovering from one of Eddie's attacks. But maybe...just maybe this would be a constant reminder.
"Stark Tower," Bruce said to the next part. He didn't want to risk anyone from the outside venturing in here just in case Edward was feeling itchy. "If your friend goes there and I'm not there Jarvis can contact me and I can be there quickly. It's safer there if anyone has to wait," Bruce said with a sigh. "Oh, and I have a feeling Tony will want to help too if Annie is feeling up to sparing him. So if we need him we can always reach out to him too."