Hushed Willows Finally, someone who speaks English.

Stark could only smile at her, watching as the predictable emotions ran through her. He knew that she was going to stress the small stuff, and in this case, it was all for nothing. She'd progressed and been doing so much for the pack Stark felt like she deserved that recognition and the respect that came with it. He leaned over and nudged her, slowly guiding her chin up a smidge to where he'd have it. "C'mon, suit up with me." He hummed out. "You're already doing the work - you deserve the respect. You've been the biggest help to me, you and Rhodey, but I want him to get more settled in the lands and more comfortable before feeding him to the sharks." He intoned. 

The leadership rank had come with a massive failure on the pack's part, devolving into chaos so quickly but all that meant was that this would be the time for them to set it all right. They'd fix things together as they always did. "You don't have to - but, I think you should." Not just for him, not because it was what he was hopeful for, it was because it was what Banner truly did deserve. No one else had been half as supportive as she had of him and his goals.