[ oh you sweet summer child. Tony snorts but continues to run his hands through Steve's hair, a little amused at how much longer his hair is compared to his Steve's. makes it easier to run his fingers through it actually.]

No, not even a little. I mean, I can make it do that if you want, but not the point. And the fact that T'Challa lent you anything is-- high commendations. He is notoriously picky about that kind of thing.

[ even more than he is actually. which is-- saying something. but it is clear from the tone of his voice, the edge of a smile in his words, that Tony is amused by this whole conversation. at how Steve is relaxing more and more against him, fighting against the fatigue that is plaguing him. and Tony doesn't blame him, fighting Thanos must have been taxing, more taxing than the day he has had.

sure, getting your ass kicked by Carol Danvers isn't a walk in the park, but easier than the alternative surely. ]

The kid-- oh, Peter? It's weird to see him so young. [ he isn't where he is from, weirder still to realize just how close of a bond he and the other Tony share. but he also isn't about to leave him without support. he might not be the Stark that this world is used to, but he was going to do what he could to help. ] You need some water there, Steve?