Out on the street, Noah remembers his first conversation with Bruce, where Bruce had told him what he could do. That if he went all green and uncontrollable, what Noah should do is call Tony or Steve and get as much out of the way as possible.

Noah realizes with slow dawning horror that Tony and Steve are gone.

His first thought is to make a run for it anyway. He doesn't know how long Bruce has been on a rampage at this point, he might tire himself out (does he get tired? Will he turn back into the mild mannered Bruce Banner on his own?) and he did say to run for it. Noah would just be doing what he was told to do.

A sense of guilt still settles heavily in where his stomach would be if he was a living breathing boy still as he sort of edges to hide between buildings. He also remembers how upset Bruce was recounting how much damage he did like this, the people he hurt when he couldn't control it. Noah, technically, couldn't be hurt like this. Not by Bruce anyway. The memory of that grief gets him to come out from his hiding place again.

Maybe... maybe Noah can just ... talk to him... and he'll be normal again?

"Mister - Mister Banner? Bruce?"