Natasha watched as Bruce shifted, standing and walked back to Steve and Clint. "Top that, boys," She said, grabbing the blanket Clint was holding. It was one that she had used last night, and crouched down in front of Bruce, wrapping the blanket around him.

"In layman's terms? I put the Hulk to sleep," She said proudly, looking pleased with herself. "Shut up Barton."

"Are you okay Bruce?"