“I’m not giving you permission to call it quits. Don’t let the Tony of your reality off the hook, either.” Tony brought up their joined hands—palms pressed together as their fingers splayed parallel.
He could already see himself—feel himself adrift in the fallout. Whatever was left of that Tony Stark, it was one who’d given up all hope of even living to see whatever came next.
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Date: 2019-04-30 01:45 am (UTC)He could already see himself—feel himself adrift in the fallout. Whatever was left of that Tony Stark, it was one who’d given up all hope of even living to see whatever came next.