[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#cc33ff][center]Guinevere Stark[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://s22.postimg.cc/c9f7c4xn5/tumblr_n3hck7_QCAL1tsda0jo1_250.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr]	[color=#cc33ff]"....A lot of stuff was said back there, you'll have to be more specific..."[/color] Guin mumbled, still not looking at him. Her hair had fallen forward and it was partially obscuring her face. However, Tony would be able to see that she was crying softly. She had been trying to be more emotionally honest, at least with herself, since rehab. But there were still occasions - more often than not, really - where she instead just clammed up. The alternative tended to be just lashing out and screaming at people. And then, a small percentage of the time, she could calmly discuss how she felt. 

	Banner sighed, his hands still shoved into his pockets but he looked up at his son. [color=8dc73f]"...Of course it matters, Lance...I....I just want you to be happy and healthy...That's all I've ever wanted for you..."[/color] he said softly. He then looked back down at the ground, tensing up slightly in anticipation of his son screaming at him or pushing him away again. He figured that he would have messed up somehow with just that one honest attempt at repairing what was left of their relationship. He had several PhDs but none of them told him how to communicate properly with his son.