Bucky listened as the doctor spoke to the boy, looking around with a sigh. He wondered if Banner had any idea what had been going on with his son. He offered the young man a little smile. “Hey,” he said. “I was talking to Hiro Kala, but he left. I’m guessing he ran you pretty ragged, huh?”
He rubbed the back of his neck, embarrassed to say the least that he had collapsed in front of him. At least he was in good hands. “I suppose he did. Funny thing is, I don’t really remember a thing. He was always there in my head, but he’s never taken control like this before.”












