[ When he catches sight of her he looks, frankly, unimpressed with the whole situation. His memories aren't the clearest and the last thing he wants is someone bringing out the Hulk here, but that might be what they're going to get. No one wants to be trapped in a sardine can with the Hulk. He doesn't even wish that on her. ]

Yeah, they took me, too.

[ His stance is defensive and he finds himself wishing for that watch that monitored his pulse, because he could really use it right now. Maybe he could get someone to get him one from a closet. He doesn't want to risk going back inside right now. ]

Listen, you might want to keep your distance. The Other Guy's feeling friendly right now and he might be less agreeable than the last time you saw him.

[ He turns to the side and takes a deep, shuddering breath. He had to calm down. It would be okay if he could just calm down. ]