"You can just call me Steve," he says, grinning a bit. "Up with what?"

He squints up at the nearest street sign and frowns, unable to make out any of the letters. They're spray-painted over and peeling off. With a sigh, he keeps walking. "I haven't seen any that I recognize."

He's silent for a moment after Bruce stops talking, the squeeze of guilt doubly intense. He's not sure what to say. Dr. Banner didn't choose this life. He didn't know what he was walking into, from the files Steve has read and the stories he's been told. He was given a lie and forced to pay for it, handed a bastardization of Dr. Ersken's work and turned into a lab rat and a prisoner.

"The mansion," Steve says, subdued. "I appreciate it."