She breathes her own sigh of relief, seeing his brown eyes again. And then he was retreating in on himself again, apologizing. She's quick to shake her head. "No, no Bruce..." Betty gets up slightly to slide in next to him, sitting on the couch. "It's ok, I understand." It was something to do with the Hulk, she didn't need to understand more beyond that. But this was the first time she had been aware of his nightmares.

Slowly and carefully, she reaches for one of his hands to interlace their fingers together, giving him the option of pulling away if he wasn't looking for comfort at the moment.