[Near tends to have that effect on people. For further strangeness, it's possible to recognize, below the hem of the coat -- more than halfway to his knees -- that his pants are in fact pajama bottoms, white as his hair. He didn't even get dressed before leaving the house. At least he put shoes on?

[But his eyes are dark and wide, watching the tree impassively.] Doctor Banner. [He's formal. Sort of.] I am called Near.

As to my aid in this matter, even touching the fruit isn't strictly necessary for me, much less eating it. I will be able to identify what's harmful, but not be able to name the harmful compound itself. [You'd think his tone would inflect here and there when he speaks. It doesn't. It all comes out in a soft, monotonous drawl.]