The Hulk gives him five -- no, two seconds. Look at him run. Good; he should run. He can't actually remember what was going on, but he knows Hot Hands is why he's here. Not that he's upset that he's here; fuck Banner, the Hulk would always rather be out, but clawing out like this? It fills him up with leftover rage, and he just wants to smash; there's not room for anything else, not while the anger's flaring bright and hot.

So Hot Hands is first. Look out, Fiery.