Okay, apparently the Hulk is joining him. Ned swallows, fear flaring up in his chest, but he ignores it. If the Hulk wants to smash him at this point, nothing he tries to do is probably going to stop it, so he might as well relax. The staring is a bit unnerving - okay a lot unnerving - but that's all he's done so far.
He seems particularly interested in the flowers. When he asks about them Ned smiles, hesitantly. "I made them, see?"
At which point he runs his hands over a patch of grass between him and the Hulk, and a few seconds later, flowers start to poke their heads out of the soil: nasturtiums and chrysanthemums and orchids. After the course of a minute or two their petals start to unfurl and there they are, in full bloom.
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He seems particularly interested in the flowers. When he asks about them Ned smiles, hesitantly. "I made them, see?"
At which point he runs his hands over a patch of grass between him and the Hulk, and a few seconds later, flowers start to poke their heads out of the soil: nasturtiums and chrysanthemums and orchids. After the course of a minute or two their petals start to unfurl and there they are, in full bloom.