There's a twitch to Tony's mouth at Battle of Earth. Little obvious, but.
"Yeah," he confirms, wandering aside to where there's a chair stationed at another desk. Casually, idly hooking it closer, hefting it over. "Cutting it kinda fine there, Stephen. All that, coming down to a," finger wiggle, setting the chair down, "nasty little wrestling match in the dirt." Because there's just a lot of ordinariness that sticks in his brain. Between the shift in air pressure at the opening of a billion portals and the searing radiant pain of activated Infinity Stones burning half of him away, there's also just
the odd dull thunk of Thanos' knee hitting his armor, the tin can rattle of being knocked across the ground, the fresh spring of blood that felt cold on his face. And then the rest was truly history.
He sits, indicates the stack of books. "If we could do it different with this world, I'd appreciate it."
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"Yeah," he confirms, wandering aside to where there's a chair stationed at another desk. Casually, idly hooking it closer, hefting it over. "Cutting it kinda fine there, Stephen. All that, coming down to a," finger wiggle, setting the chair down, "nasty little wrestling match in the dirt." Because there's just a lot of ordinariness that sticks in his brain. Between the shift in air pressure at the opening of a billion portals and the searing radiant pain of activated Infinity Stones burning half of him away, there's also just
the odd dull thunk of Thanos' knee hitting his armor, the tin can rattle of being knocked across the ground, the fresh spring of blood that felt cold on his face. And then the rest was truly history.
He sits, indicates the stack of books. "If we could do it different with this world, I'd appreciate it."