[His grip on the flail tightens more as the yell crashes through his mind. He's not going to let go now, but Steve still tightly closes his eyes for a moment, trying to endure the ringing in his mind. He's got to hand it to the Hulk, his voice is still loud and clear even as a flail.
Steve reopens his eyes as the Hulk sniffs, watching as the ball sway a little from the chain. Maybe he's getting familiar with the- oh, well, that's another yell, but it feels less painful than the last one. Almost like it's directed outward.]
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Steve reopens his eyes as the Hulk sniffs, watching as the ball sway a little from the chain. Maybe he's getting familiar with the- oh, well, that's another yell, but it feels less painful than the last one. Almost like it's directed outward.]
Hulk? How do you feel?