A look crosses his face that clearly says that he disagrees with Peter, because he's wrong. It definitely feels like it had been their fault. Yes, they had looked through all the alternatives, the team had even gone after Thanos, but it hadn't been enough. Nothing had been enough, and it always felt like they kept falling short.
"I, uh. talked with her, after I got home. We've been looking after her - Pepper, Happy, and I. As much as she'll let us, of course. I think she'll just be glad that you're okay."
When Peter says he hasn't gone home, his brow furrows slightly in concern. And then it dawns on him as to why he hasn't gone home, and he gives his hand a small squeeze.
"Thanks, Peter. But yeah, we'll get you back. Who knows, maybe I can hitch a ride with you back to New York."
If they let him. He somehow doesn't think it'll be that easy, but still. He can hope.
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"I, uh. talked with her, after I got home. We've been looking after her - Pepper, Happy, and I. As much as she'll let us, of course. I think she'll just be glad that you're okay."
When Peter says he hasn't gone home, his brow furrows slightly in concern. And then it dawns on him as to why he hasn't gone home, and he gives his hand a small squeeze.
"Thanks, Peter. But yeah, we'll get you back. Who knows, maybe I can hitch a ride with you back to New York."
If they let him. He somehow doesn't think it'll be that easy, but still. He can hope.