Steve recognizes the deflection for what it is: merciful. Aside from needing him functional, Tony doesn't have any reason to coddle him, and--well. Normally, Steve wouldn't put up with coddling to begin with. Peggy's attempt after Bucky was lost in the war was the best he'd ever born witness to in his life, but even at that rate it was cold comfort. Wise, yes. Healing? Not so much.
For some reason, Tony's doing at least as good a job, with just a few semi-serious words. I'll get them back for you, he says, and they both know 'them' consists partly of the man Tony was at one point hellbent on killing. If Steve were a different person, if he was angrier and bitter and crueler, he could point that out. Could have sunk his fangs right in after admitting Bucky was dead, and asked Tony are you happy now?
Steve can't make himself be that mean-spirited, though. He has plenty of flaws and that just isn't one of them, and it's good it isn't, because that might have pre-empted Tony offhandedly restoring his faith in their chances of recovering from this just by being excessively glib.
He takes a few ginger steps in Tony's direction, keeping enough of a distance to telegraph that he's not going to reach for him, that he's not a physical threat, but his gaze is clearing, and focused on Tony now, and there's warmth kindling in it. "Guess I figured I'd already lost you in a different way entirely," he says quietly.
"I'm still alive," he nods, admitting to himself it's not for lack of trying. "Me, Tony? You saw me die in your vision?"
Me? He's struck by the implication that that would be so deeply upsetting to the man. He wants to ask whether Tony means he saw Captain America dying, or Steve Rogers, but that's probably too philosophical a question for the moment. "I'll...try not to do that."
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Date: 2018-06-01 03:19 am (UTC)For some reason, Tony's doing at least as good a job, with just a few semi-serious words. I'll get them back for you, he says, and they both know 'them' consists partly of the man Tony was at one point hellbent on killing. If Steve were a different person, if he was angrier and bitter and crueler, he could point that out. Could have sunk his fangs right in after admitting Bucky was dead, and asked Tony are you happy now?
Steve can't make himself be that mean-spirited, though. He has plenty of flaws and that just isn't one of them, and it's good it isn't, because that might have pre-empted Tony offhandedly restoring his faith in their chances of recovering from this just by being excessively glib.
He takes a few ginger steps in Tony's direction, keeping enough of a distance to telegraph that he's not going to reach for him, that he's not a physical threat, but his gaze is clearing, and focused on Tony now, and there's warmth kindling in it. "Guess I figured I'd already lost you in a different way entirely," he says quietly.
"I'm still alive," he nods, admitting to himself it's not for lack of trying. "Me, Tony? You saw me die in your vision?"
Me? He's struck by the implication that that would be so deeply upsetting to the man. He wants to ask whether Tony means he saw Captain America dying, or Steve Rogers, but that's probably too philosophical a question for the moment. "I'll...try not to do that."