You'll learn, it takes time
Meanwhile
Ben knocked on the door of Bruce's lab, "Come in, unless your Sam and/or Bucky."
Ben chuckled as her entered. Bruce looked up from his work, "hey! Umm, can I help you with anything?"
"Yeah, I- I wanted some advice. I have-" he gestured towards his stomach, "- this thing inside me that want to get out, but- if I let it- it could hurt people. Tony told me you have something like that, too."
"Yeah, the Hulk."
Ben nodded. Bruce thought for a second, before heading over to the corner, where he kept a notebook.
"Let's see- I wrote these ideas when I was first getting used to the hulk- reading, yoga, writing your thought down- angry thoughts that you cant physically release- plants around the room help, and surrounding yourself with people or being alone- depending on your preferences."
Ben nodded.
"If you don't mind me asking, did you ever loose control?" Bruce asked
"Yeah. We- we were on a mission, and- and- and I died."
Bruce looked at him in shock, "What?"
"Yeah. We were ten, so I've been ded for six years."
"Wow."
"Yeah."
"How does it- how did it feel?"
"Weird. It felt like I had come back from a trip, but left everything there. It wasnt bad- just uncomfortable."
They sat in silence for a while, before Bruce offered to help him get some stuff to keep calm online. They shopped for about half an hour.
Then, Ben went back to his room to read a book until Tony called him down to dinner.