Bruce lets out a rough halfway laugh, even as he nods his thanks to her. "Well, it definitely makes you look tougher."

Although at the mention of possibly knowing him, he immediately clams up. It's instinct. Usually, when people know him, they either plan on capturing him or using him as a weapon.

"Maybe you do. Most people don't really know me as Bruce anyway." He gestures for her to follow him as he starts walking away from the rink, though she probably won't want to follow him if she really does know who he is. "Dr. Bruce Banner, at your service."