Of course you don't. Heaven forbid Tony Stark give a damn. [She couldn't take this, talking to his back. Not anymore.
She reaches out and grabs his shoulder. His bad one, even, out of spite. He could throw her off with a thought. She expected it. Was braced for it. Not a fighter in the slightest but prepared to be struck all the same.]
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She reaches out and grabs his shoulder. His bad one, even, out of spite. He could throw her off with a thought. She expected it. Was braced for it. Not a fighter in the slightest but prepared to be struck all the same.]