Bruce chuckled as he obediently wrapped his arms around Tony. He hummed thoughtfully as he listened. "I think you're right. It's clear that he admires you. I think that mr Stark represents this image he had of you that was bigger than life. He had placed you on a pedestal and didn't think he'd ever reach your level. I think that's why he refused to call you anything else until now. He's been able to put things into perspective in his own head." He sighed at the mention of fatherhood. He could understand that desire to be different. Hell, there was a reason Bruce refused to have children, and it wasn’t neccessarily because of the Hulk. Fathers were complicated. They could be good examples of how to raise your own kid, but they could also show you what not to do. Both Tony and Bruce had perfect examples of what not to do. Neglect was just as much abuse as what Bruce had suffered at the hands of his father, and then there was everything else. “You know you’re already doing better than Howard ever did right? You’re there for the kid, and he knows you care about him. You came running when he had a nightmare and spent the rest of the night with him. Howard would have never done that." And never had, from what Tony had said. Tony didn't have it in him to be like Howard. He was too good for that. He was incapable of turning his back on Peter if the kid needed him. "Just take your time getting used to everything, Peter isn't going anywhere."