Hushed Willows The strength of a nation derives from the integrity of the home.

If he could have, Stark would have been bursting with pride. As it was, he'd puffed up a bit, looking back and forth between his sister and best friend. "He's basically been my brother." Stark explained, looking over at Banner. "See, I'm see you two have plenty of stories to trade off but I just don't buy the whole 'I'm so terrible and such a handful' line."  Stark countered with a wink. 

Which, really, he was vaguely aware his antics could be overwhelming at times, he just didn't particularly care.