Hushed Willows If I ever get out of here, everything will be different.

Stark was stewing more. It happened sometimes, thoughts coming up obsessive, considering the best course of action. Since the evening he'd spent with Octavia he had found his sister and his thoughts flipped between the two women frequently. His thoughts towards Banner were pure, but, he flipped on if it was smart or not to introduce Banner and Octavia. The two would have plenty to talk about - and he'd be the main focus of discussion without a doubt. 

Stark shook his coat out, tail twitching behind him. He made a little sound as he did so, the motion ebbing into a full body stretch. He'd been taking it slow considering the heat was already becoming so heavy. He hated the heat, but, he hated not working. Stark headed towards the crook, seeing if anyone was about to perhaps give him a distraction.