With great power, comes great responsibility.

I can hear Tony (not Banner, but I already established that, right? I mean, Banner isn't even on the Island, though at the rate we all keep showing up here, it's hard to keep track, especially since I don't get to stare at everyone's files every day anymore, not to mention the whole splitting headache thing. The latter, admittedly, is the more pressing concern at the moment. Forget about keeping track of people, I can barely keep my own thoughts in order, everything slipping from memory the second I think it) scamper upstairs, leaving me alone with Pepper.

"What--" I clear my throat, and try to sit up for her benefit more so than my own. I'm greeted with an intense desire to throw up for my efforts. "What happened?"