Blearily, Tony opened his eyes to the sight of his own listless hands on his lap. Things were clearing in his brain, memories and data bits put into their places, firewalls erecting and background connections minimized, others blocked, others ready. The walk here he had been stumbling and lost, overwhelmed, the seaside mansion the one bright spot in any digital map Extremis had pulled up. But he had missed this even though he hadn't realized he had lost it, the power steeling his bones and the reassuring spot above the back of his neck where he stored a link to JARVIS (and the armor, when he rebuilt it).
All a sudden, then, it hit him how much he had lost while he'd been gone. The rest of the city might as well be a ghost town; it felt like the entire world had shrunk down to just him and Cap. Grief choked him. He couldn't brush River's hair back out of her face anymore. Couldn't hear Jane debating with JARVIS over a chess match. And Camilla -- God, he had left Camilla to die alone. When he had felt like this before, he had had Pepper or Benjamin's lap to lie down on, to remind himself that...
"Gonna be weird for a minute here," he warned, still without physical speech, and almost of its own accord his body tilted till his head rested against Steve's hipbone.
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Date: 2013-06-08 02:32 am (UTC)All a sudden, then, it hit him how much he had lost while he'd been gone. The rest of the city might as well be a ghost town; it felt like the entire world had shrunk down to just him and Cap. Grief choked him. He couldn't brush River's hair back out of her face anymore. Couldn't hear Jane debating with JARVIS over a chess match. And Camilla -- God, he had left Camilla to die alone. When he had felt like this before, he had had Pepper or Benjamin's lap to lie down on, to remind himself that...
"Gonna be weird for a minute here," he warned, still without physical speech, and almost of its own accord his body tilted till his head rested against Steve's hipbone.