The bag was still packed. Bruce knew it. Bruce knew Tony knew it. He wasn't sure if this was a psyche up or another talk-himself-out-of-it moment, but only time would tell.

Bruce stops just outside Tony's personal bubble, looking across at him; they were a like height; Tony had an inch on him, but that was all.

"Unhealthy food. Never been to anything like this," he said. "Figured I might as well. It was there." Also, he got tired of Loki screeching in Tony's voice. If he leaves, Loki is staying in Stark Tower.