Hushed Willows you can smell crazy on him

Banner didn't seem to really trust herself, or perhaps the mantle was so large it was overwhelming. For Stark he had drug his feet for as long as he could, holding onto some hope that things would magically fix themselves before he had a chance to do so. They hadn't, so he'd done what he had to. With Banner she had supported him and they had managed things well, he thought. Stark nodded as she said it couldn't just be them forever. "I think Harlyn is about the only one I'd trust." He admitted freely. "I haven't seen Rhodey in forever and that's got me on edge." He admitted with a sigh. 

"I'm not gonna force you, Banner - but. Just...know that if you want it, it's yours." He offered with a small smile. Anything that might make her happy he'd want to do, honestly.