"How about 'no'?" Bruce rolled his eyes yet again, even as he felt the Other Guy flare up just for a moment at the idea. He wanted to turn Loki back into a badly used doggie play toy and possibly finish the job he started.

But even as Bruce started to get up as he heard a knock, all hell broke loose. The glass that made up the windows that took up most of one wall shattered inward at incredible force, slicing material and skin and embedding where it would. Bruce caught more of it in the back than anywhere else from his timing, falling forward onto the other bed and thus Loki even as dark figures swarmed in through the shattered windows.