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“Oh. That.” No. There’s even more things to say about that. Tony huffs. Why does Bruce always have to ask the really hard questions? Why can’t he just sit back with his feet on the dash and enjoy the ride?

Tony still holds the throttle though it’s FRIDAY doing the navigating. It gives his hands something to do. He’s always needed that, not because he fidgets but because his mind wanders. And when his mind wanders, people get hurt.

“Dad had this facility in Upstate New York. Rogers opened it up as sort of a compound for everyone. Living quarters, training rooms, and recently, some of SHIELD and the Accords staff. And me and Pep for awhile.”

But stuff never seems to work out with Pepper for long anymore. She’s hot and she’s cold. Literally.

“Technically, still Ms. Potts. Me less so. We should swing by after this. You’ve got a lab there. Did my best tracking all of your stuff down. You know. For when we found you.”