I don't want to lose you

3. I need your help

I walk up to the giant A tower. Maybe the A stands for Arrogant Assholes. I’ve been meaning to say hello to dear Uncle Bruce ever since I found out he was here. I walk in,

  “Name?” a receptionist asks.
  “Rowe Dashiell Banner.” She looks up from her laptop and tilts her head.
        “Banner?” I nod. Banner. She hands me a lanyard that says “Family member” and someone walks me to the elevator. Because obviously I'm a tiny toddler that needs someone to lead me to a giant metal box with a fancy sign above it saying "Elevator"

After an absurdly long elevator ride it beeps and the metal doors open to reveal a living room of some sort. Down the hall, I can hear shouting.
  
  “This is insane! How do you expect us to do this?!”
  
  “We’re goddamn superheroes! We have trained killers! Why’re you doubting us?!”

Found the yelling people. Wasn't that difficult to be fair. I knock on the door to a conference room. The yelling stops and someone shouts, “Come in!” The room is silent as I walk in.
 
  “Who the hell are you?!” A short man with brown hair wearing a nice expensive watch says. Typical response.
  
  “I’m looking for Bruce Banner. My uncle.” The man I’ve come to hate stands from his chair and walks over.
Timidly, my uncle speaks, “That’s me.” I have to get over my hate of him for Willa. To save Willa. I turn to face him and meet his eyes.
   “I need your help.”