[ Pepper's smile softens affectionately at the brush of his lips against her knuckles, her heart overflowing. Sometimes she still thinks this is just some wonderful dream and that any moment now, she's going to wake up to a much bleaker reality. And she does, at times, startle awake from nightmares of what might have been with a sharp gasp or a choked cry on her lips. Perhaps they both have some recovering to do. ]

Hmm, [ she hums pensively, lips quirking when she finally suggests, ] Wanna cuddle and catch up on Game of Thrones? I think we should enjoy the quiet while it lasts.

[ Pepper adores Morgan with all the love of a mother, and while she's an exceptionally well-behaved little girl, she is also still a four-year-old with boundless energy to spare. Besides, Pepper doesn't think Tony is up for anything too strenuous just yet, for all the strides that he's made in his recovery. ]

Although, you slept past lunch. I'm thinking something to eat for you, first.