It’s not in Tony’s nature to comfort through touch. He sets his hand in Steve’s chest anyway, telling himself it’s just to feel the fine job Angel had done with his uniform, picked up just that morning. In reality, though, he’s already made Steve his touch stone and he needs to have that moment of grounding himself. He’s pretty sure Steve does too. They’re wildly different people, their empathy runs in opposite directions, but there’s a point they meet at and overlap in briefly. That’s what connects them here.
“Loki’s still there. The escape has to go as planned. Can you finish mopping up here? I’ll go and meet our straggler.”
The armor is waiting in sentry mode behind them, sweeping the area for visual and heat signatures. It’s waiting for Tony to step back inside, a throw back concept to an idea he had improved upon before Thanos ruined the technology, disrupting the nanomachine matrix. He’s still bitter about that and it’s easier to be angry for that reason than to focus on the crushing reality of everyone being dead.
It makes him want to see Pepper and Happy. And Peter.
And he can’t do that.
Tony doesn’t wait for a confirmation from Steve. He just heads back towards the armor and it welcomes him inside, closing comfortably around him. FRIDAY already has trajectories up showing him the best course to rendezvous with the wayward Rogers and he goes, knowing he’ll be landing in a forced open cargo bay in twenty minutes.
It’s not the first time today that Steve has had a visitor to a plane he’s been on in mid flight.
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Date: 2018-09-13 11:36 am (UTC)“Loki’s still there. The escape has to go as planned. Can you finish mopping up here? I’ll go and meet our straggler.”
The armor is waiting in sentry mode behind them, sweeping the area for visual and heat signatures. It’s waiting for Tony to step back inside, a throw back concept to an idea he had improved upon before Thanos ruined the technology, disrupting the nanomachine matrix. He’s still bitter about that and it’s easier to be angry for that reason than to focus on the crushing reality of everyone being dead.
It makes him want to see Pepper and Happy. And Peter.
And he can’t do that.
Tony doesn’t wait for a confirmation from Steve. He just heads back towards the armor and it welcomes him inside, closing comfortably around him. FRIDAY already has trajectories up showing him the best course to rendezvous with the wayward Rogers and he goes, knowing he’ll be landing in a forced open cargo bay in twenty minutes.
It’s not the first time today that Steve has had a visitor to a plane he’s been on in mid flight.
[Oh my gosh! Please be safe!!!]