Bruce knows very well about the perils of being too curious for your own good, and the way the extraordinarily strange things in this place can draw you in. He's had run-ins or know people who have run-ins with almost every odd animal on the island ... so far. He was actually just on his way from place to place, and he didn't notice someone nearby or above him until Jarvis spoke and he damn near jumped out of his skin. Bruce was learning not to be aware of his surroundings, now that the Hulk was no longer a problem, but it was not always a good thing.

"Oh! Mr. Jarvis, hello." He glanced up, realizing what an awkward way to start a conversation was when the man was clearly suspended in air and probably not of his own choice. Probably! "You wouldn't happen to have seen a bird or touched its feathers, would you?" Bruce was an expert on everything written down about their area; notes from the inn were copied over into his own notebook so he wouldn't forget.