“Go home,” Bruce says, trying to shove you out the door. “Now. I’m serious. You can’t be around me. It’s not safe.”

He can feel the anger rushing through him. Green veins bulge along his forearms, but he fights the feeling. He’ll hurt you, or worse, he’ll kill you, if Hulk comes out. How can he be your older brother when he can’t even keep you safe? “Please,” he says, voice cracking, “I know you’re worried, but I’m fine. Go home.”