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Better than what I could call him.

Don't worry, he'll figure it all out. Let's go.

... Fine.

[Runs hand over eyes and slowly straightens from the wall, needing to pause a moment because of head-rush.]

[He reaches out and takes her elbow]

Take it easy there.

I'm fine. Really. [Squeezes eyes shut and shakes head before opening them again.]

Well, lean on me anyway.

[He pulls her close and wraps and arm around her waist.]

Let's go.

[Grunts and does so, cheeks a bit flushed and blaming it all on the dizziness.]

Right, do let's.

Good. Then back to the dorms it is.

[Starts to lead her back, glancing at her from the corner of his eye for a quick second before looking ahead again.]

[Doesn't notice and keeps in-step with him, leaning heavily against him and trying to keep focused on putting one foot in front of the other.]

[He gives her a comforting squeeze to her waist as they walked, looking down at her again]

Has your hair always been this soft?

[Takes a moment to answer because it takes her a moment to process the question without her brain shutting down from fatigue. Too tired to bother with lifting her head, she keeps her eyes on the floor to make sure she won't trip on anything.]

I don't know, I didn't bother to feel up my hair all that much. Was kinda too busy freaking out over having mammaries. [Absently glances down at hand.] I've still got the little scars from explosions and stuff, not to mention the furry pest problem though... So I doubt the texture's changed if the rest of the package hasn't been brushed up. [Remember that babbling when tired habit? Here it is in full-force. Reaches up to touch hair, analyzing the texture as they walk.] Mm, yeah, no change in fiber quality or texture, though I'm not sure why it grew since girls can have short hair, it's not like it's in their biological makeup to prevent them from having short hair. Maybe it had to do with preference? I mean, I'm pretty sure that the guy who cast this spell or jinx or whatever the heck it is by accident has a thing for girls with long hair, so maybe the magic took note of that?

[Despite himself Tony smiles. Tony always liked Bruce's babbling, he felt like it gave him an inside scoop on what would go through the other boys brain. Though now, watching him speculate his being female, Tony couldn't help but find the habit endearing.]

If that was true it would have transfigered your clothes too. No, I think it's more the change in hormones creating rapid growth of the follicles. Steve's did the same thing. What about your nails, did they grow too?

My nails...?

[Lifts a hand to examine them, frowning when she sees that yes,they're a bit longer.]

Damn, now I have to trim those too. Do you think when I'm a guy again my hair will still be this long? I hope it's not this long, I hate getting haircuts, ugh, I don't like strangers touching my neck or my hair and I swear some of them deliberately cut too close to my ears to give me a heart-attack, trying to clip them, that's what they're up to... [Trails off with grumbling.]

[Tony gives a slight and soft chuckle.]

You let me touch your hair, and I'm strange. This is why you get a regular barber or someone to cut your hair. Or you know, maybe Natasha? I have a feeling she's pretty accurate about things like that. She could probably do your nails too.

[Sighs and looks sleepier, hanging more heavily against him.]

You're strange but not that kind of strange. Besides, you touch all of me. Well, most of me. Usually. Whenever you feel like anyway. When you're not clinging to Steve like a limpet. Or Natasha.

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[Looks down at her again as she leans more into him, blinking a little. Before glancing away, finding the words a little strange coming from Bruce's new voice.]

I... Wait, I don't touch you all of the time.

Oh, and, I don't cling to either of them, Natasha would hit me for one.

[Snorts, still following sleepily.]

Yes you do. And okay, you don't cling to Natasha much but you would if you could and if she were a bit older and curvier.

Well... At the moment, she kind of ...is older and curvier... She came to me in a sheet, she's wearing some of my bigger clothes right now.

Oh I'll bet you love that. [Mutters it, grumpy looking and staring down at the floor as they walk, feeling grumpy and just a bit jealous that even like this Tony was paying more attention to Natasha than at Bruce.]

Yeah, well. My whole day has been full of girls with great legs have ended up in my arms in some way or another. But then, I wasn't really that interested in touching her.

You obsess over girls, somehow I doubt that. Were you more interested in looking at her new curves then?

She just didn't need me hitting on her at a moment like that.

[His tone is serious, because he knew that it wasn't what she needed at that time. All he could think of was being a reliable friend at the time.]

[Falls silent, staring stonily down at the floor as they keep walking, eyelids drooping.]

... What happens if I get stuck like this forever?

[He shakes his head, pulling her closer still.]

You wont. I'll fix it. I promised Steve, now I'm promising you.

Don't make promises you can't keep.

[Blinks blearily when she realizes they've arrived at the dorm entrance.]

I'm going to keep this. Really, I'm going to keep trying till it takes.

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