Still can't believe they gave you one, I've seen how you drive motorcycles...
[ It's half muttered as he rubs at his face, the echo of familiar banter lacing his words despite everything that has happened. Tony crosses his arms and just... stares at Steve as he speaks. Something sits in his stomach, cold and bitter, the more Steve speaks; like Tony can feel the tension behind the man's words. He doesn't even have the energy to bristle at it, just sighs and hangs his head a little.
There are things that he wants to say, no, needs to say. About how he really never meant to break the Avengers apart like this, that he didn't mean to make it so that Steve had to choose (Tony wasn't stupid, he knew that if it ever came down to it, there was no way Steve, or anyone for that matter, would chose him), so that they would end up-- here. But Tony can't find the words, he is about to mutter another sorry, hope to god that was enough and try to hide i his lab a little longer when--]
Uh.... I'll take the coffee actually. It's uh... been a long couple of days and... yeah. [ He has no doubt that he probably has the lingering smell of scotch on him, mixed with grease and electricity. Coffee might do him some good right now.]
And it was Pepper. [ Pause ] That picked the couch, not-- she did most of this. Before... you know.
/shuffles away from tumblr to finish this
[ It's half muttered as he rubs at his face, the echo of familiar banter lacing his words despite everything that has happened. Tony crosses his arms and just... stares at Steve as he speaks. Something sits in his stomach, cold and bitter, the more Steve speaks; like Tony can feel the tension behind the man's words. He doesn't even have the energy to bristle at it, just sighs and hangs his head a little.
There are things that he wants to say, no, needs to say. About how he really never meant to break the Avengers apart like this, that he didn't mean to make it so that Steve had to choose (Tony wasn't stupid, he knew that if it ever came down to it, there was no way Steve, or anyone for that matter, would chose him), so that they would end up-- here. But Tony can't find the words, he is about to mutter another sorry, hope to god that was enough and try to hide i his lab a little longer when--]
Uh.... I'll take the coffee actually. It's uh... been a long couple of days and... yeah. [ He has no doubt that he probably has the lingering smell of scotch on him, mixed with grease and electricity. Coffee might do him some good right now.]
And it was Pepper. [ Pause ] That picked the couch, not-- she did most of this. Before... you know.