[ He huffs out a breath that's supposed to be a small chuckle, although there's not a whole lot of humor behind it. That would be some sort of hilarious turn of events, he thinks, if Strange spared him and traded the stone only for him to die, anyway. It's not funny, of course, but right now it just seems oddly ironic that it could be an actual possibility if they don't get the bleeding under control. ]
Right, yeah. No dying. That'd be...bad.
[ Tony looks up just in time to see the way Quill hesitates, and...well. That doesn't bode well. He doesn't say anything, though, and instead just takes a breath as suggested.
And, boy, was Quill not exaggerating. Apparently first aid from outer space hurts like hell, he thinks as his body unconsciously reacts to the injection. Despite his high pain tolerance, it's as if his vision blurs for a moment and, when he's finally able to focus, he realizes that he's leaning heavily against Quill's grasp on him. ]
I'm-- [ Good, he wants to say, but the word seems to get stuck in his throat. He swallows hard, moving slowly back so that Quill can let go if he wants to. 'I'm fine fine,' he's silently saying by doing so. 'I'm not going to collapse on you.' His hands are a little shaky - it's hard to tell if it's from the blood loss, the pain or the injection - but he just holds onto the edge of where he's seated as if that'll stop it. ]
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Right, yeah. No dying. That'd be...bad.
[ Tony looks up just in time to see the way Quill hesitates, and...well. That doesn't bode well. He doesn't say anything, though, and instead just takes a breath as suggested.
And, boy, was Quill not exaggerating. Apparently first aid from outer space hurts like hell, he thinks as his body unconsciously reacts to the injection. Despite his high pain tolerance, it's as if his vision blurs for a moment and, when he's finally able to focus, he realizes that he's leaning heavily against Quill's grasp on him. ]
I'm-- [ Good, he wants to say, but the word seems to get stuck in his throat. He swallows hard, moving slowly back so that Quill can let go if he wants to. 'I'm fine fine,' he's silently saying by doing so. 'I'm not going to collapse on you.' His hands are a little shaky - it's hard to tell if it's from the blood loss, the pain or the injection - but he just holds onto the edge of where he's seated as if that'll stop it. ]
...thanks.