thefuzzyguy

"Well, I'm glad you're not scared. I still look like an illustration from The Divine Comedy." Because Western Literary Canon jokes are just the way to approach a conversation with the Hulk. He sat up and pulled his knees to his chest, then wrapped both his arms and tail around them. He was good at armor. What was he supposed to do now? He could spend a few hours luxuriating in the grass, but eventually reality was going to catch him back up.