“You know there’s a difference between breaking doctor-patient confidentiality and letting the guy you’re supposed to be in love with know that vampires are real, right?”

He understands secrecy. He doesn’t go around advertising the arc reactor. He never told anyone about the connection between Bruce and the Hulk. He gets it. He really does. But that doesn’t prevent him from feeling hurt that Bruce apparently doesn’t trust him enough to keep his mouth shut. A simple hey, did you know vampires were real, because one came into the clinic today would have gone a long way.

“Is that a thing we’re going to do now? Keep secrets from each other? Because that really works out well for me. The last guy I trusted not to lie to me tried to kill me and left me with this.” His finger knocks once against the now useless arc reactor as he stands up and heads over to glare moodily out of the window. That he can see for miles would be fascinating if he wasn’t upset. “Or maybe that’s something I shouldn’t mention. I don’t know, see, I’m not big on lying to people, so I don’t really have much practice with it.”