[It'd be so easy to snap back, honestly. To say that he doesn't need anybody, to say that everybody around him apparently fucking betrays him eventually, because that's clearly what his life had dictated from him, even when he was a child. His father betrayed him by killing his mother, Ross betrayed him by wanting to use the Hulk as a weapon, Tony betrayed him by guilting him into Vision even after what they've already done with Ultron and Natasha--

She pushed him into a fucking hole to die. That was enough to say everything.]

I don't know if I can do that. [Is what he does say, eventually, after a long pause. Even coming to Sigrun alone was a form of trust for Bruce, the trust that she could do something, and Bruce doesn't know if he could trust her with anything right now. He can't just forgive and forget like others.] And its not because I have anything against you. I simply can't tell myself its okay to do that after what happened.

[He can't just go back to trusting when his attempts ended up having the fucking rug pulled out from underneath him.]