[Tony got up and got the kettle started for them. He didn't believe in gods, as in entities he might actually pray to or anything but he might have repeated 'please let me behave this time' a few dozen times in his head at himself.
Since she'd been such a fan of his armor before, he instructed Friday on how he wanted Mark VIII to serve their tea. (Friday being his AI, Mark VIII being his suit).
He considered making Mark answer the door too, but he didn't want to startle her and have her drop her cookies. Priorities, people. He opened the door with a warm smile, as though they weren't just having an emotional conversation.]
Come in. Yeah, probably a good call. Why talk about emotional shit alone when we can do it together and embarrass ourselves?
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Since she'd been such a fan of his armor before, he instructed Friday on how he wanted Mark VIII to serve their tea. (Friday being his AI, Mark VIII being his suit).
He considered making Mark answer the door too, but he didn't want to startle her and have her drop her cookies. Priorities, people. He opened the door with a warm smile, as though they weren't just having an emotional conversation.]
Come in. Yeah, probably a good call. Why talk about emotional shit alone when we can do it together and embarrass ourselves?
[He laughs, genuinely not minding at all.]