‘I don’t know what to do.’
At first Bruce wasn’t sure he’d understood what Hulk had said or that he was even trying to communicate. It had been several months since they’d really spoken to one another. Hulk was too busy ruling over his hard-won kingdom and Bruce, he was happy to admit, was content to relinquish control for the first time since the accident and to be a passenger without having to worry about the consequences.
It had been a difficult transition for them to work through, initially, not because of anything external, but because they were both so incredibly resistant and unwilling to compromise with one another. Bruce had blindly ignored what was going on around them, and relied on past experiences, stupidly assuming that he knew best. Hulk had allowed him to take over exactly once, as a means to an end, and Bruce learned very quickly that he was the outcast on planet Sakaar.