"Hey. Just, uh. You know. Sit anywhere, really." He turns to grab at another leaning pile of books before it falls over and sets it slightly-less-than-precariously on the floor. Once he's sure it won't spill everywhere, Bruce tries to casually run a hand over his hair to make sure it's not a total bedhead situation.

"Oh, thanks, but. It's less that than... Well, I don't know New York all that well, and it's been a while since being in a city this big, and." It's slightly easier to forget that he's not stuck here when he doesn't have to wait on the S.O.P. escort of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents when he wants to go take a walk. "Just easier to stay in here, for everybody."