"Well, compared to Tony, I'm pretty sure most people are good." It's out, cynical and a little bitter, before he even realizes what he's saying, and the moment he does is obvious - his eyes go wide and a hand claps over his mouth. "Sorry," comes the muffled apology, followed by slightly less muffled babbling. "I shouldn't have- I don't know where that een- Sorry, that's. Sorry."

Bruce shifts in his seat awkwardly as he wrings his hands together in his lap. After a few moments (that seem much longer than they actually are) of awkward silence, he tries to get things back on track. "Uh. S-so. How did that all... Happen? I mean. Most of the stuff I've r- It's not really. The beginning isn't ever really discussed that much. I mean. If you want to talk about it, you obviously don't have to if y- I don't mean to be all nosy or anything."

Being a part of the team and part of S.H.I.E.L.D. has given Bruce some sort of clearance level, he's pretty sure, but. There's something that seems very rude to just go and look through people's files and folders just because he can.