Unlike most times that Hulk poked his head out in any way, there was no fear, just a small smile meant for both of them. Jarvis stood back upright and gave Bruce's shoulder another squeeze with his free hand, then drew away to prod at the pasta in its pot.

"Would you mind finding what you might like on this? I'm not sure how appetizing plain noodles are to you, but personally I would like them to have a bit more substance." He was teasing, of course, but it felt right to lighten the mood a little bit. He had, as Tony might have said, just made it weird. Now he needed to fix it.