"Maybe he mixes it up?" I say, following Tony's line of sight. "Candles one night, property damage the next. Wanda's still in one piece, so I think we can rule out a classic Hulking out scena... rio...." I trail off, horror dawning on my face. "Oh God, you don't think he-- In bed? Not here, but--" I shake my head quickly and put down my plate. "Oh, God."

About the only good thing the loss of my powers has given me is a more relaxing love life -- when I have one, that is. I don't have to constantly be worrying about hurting the person I'm with just from a simple touch. It was nice. I'll probably never have it again, but it was nice. That doesn't mean I want to think about what it must've been like for Hulk back home. Yeugh.