Yeah, like you have any room to talk about driving. [ Pot, kettle, black. ]
...You want something to keep you up longer? [Steve's not really sure that's healthy. It looks to him like Tony just needs to go to bed - not that he has any room to talk in that department, but he's a super-soldier, he can go longer without sleep than a normal person.
And Steve really does mean his words of gratitude, because it's more than he expected from anyone, let alone Tony, who has no reason to treat him like a decent human being. It's just that he has his own underlying issues and...Christ, no matter what he does to make things better, they're just going to get worse.
He heads back into the apartment, shuffling in the direction of the kitchenette to start a pot of coffee. He's glad Tony hasn't embraced the damn pod craze; real coffee just tastes better to him. ]
Well. It's a nice couch, whoever picked it out.
[ He guesses. He doesn't really know much about couches, and, god, why is he trying to make small talk at this time of night? ]
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...You want something to keep you up longer? [Steve's not really sure that's healthy. It looks to him like Tony just needs to go to bed - not that he has any room to talk in that department, but he's a super-soldier, he can go longer without sleep than a normal person.
And Steve really does mean his words of gratitude, because it's more than he expected from anyone, let alone Tony, who has no reason to treat him like a decent human being. It's just that he has his own underlying issues and...Christ, no matter what he does to make things better, they're just going to get worse.
He heads back into the apartment, shuffling in the direction of the kitchenette to start a pot of coffee. He's glad Tony hasn't embraced the damn pod craze; real coffee just tastes better to him. ]
Well. It's a nice couch, whoever picked it out.
[ He guesses. He doesn't really know much about couches, and, god, why is he trying to make small talk at this time of night? ]