Guinevere Stark
"So what you're saying is I am an Avenger, but for legal reasons you can't make it official until I'm eighteen," Guin responded. She actually liked the sound of the name Starkette. Even though she had no intentions of becoming a superhero, she had been wanting to change up her online handle for games and stuff. "Also, I think the politically correct term is we have a massive fucking Hulk on our hands that could be killing my best friend - and to make things worse, F.R.I.D.A.Y. hasn't put on the next banger yet!" Guin then sped up again, noticing a huge hole smashed in one of the buildings in Harlem. The destruction seemed to stop there and F.R.I.D.A.Y. did a scan for heat signatures, pulling up an image of Lance and the Hulk. "Uh, Dad - or as an Avenger, should I call you Iron Man now? Anyways, looks like Hulk isn't letting go of him...Like fucking Godzilla...What's the plan?"
"SON?!" the Hulk roared questioningly, walking further into the lab and smashing things as he went. He loosened his grip on Lance, finding what looked like a bank vault and barricading himself inside there with Lance. He set Lance down and grabbed a huge several gallon jug of water, handing it to Lance so he could hydrate himself.