[ The commentary, the back and forth, is enough to keep his lips quirking up into an amused, muted smile as he settles back into the couch. Lets his arm slip from Tony's shoulders, but keeps it thrown along the top of the cushions behind him. Room to work, something to fall back into. Feels like a safe choice. ]
Suck up.
[ He accuses the arm mildly, in good humor and not a trace of seriousness to his tone.
The worst has passed, and while it may just be a temporary thing, it's nice. Quiet, comfortable. Home.
When the big issues come up again-- and they will-- at least he'll have an idea of how to help deal with them. ]
no subject
Suck up.
[ He accuses the arm mildly, in good humor and not a trace of seriousness to his tone.
The worst has passed, and while it may just be a temporary thing, it's nice. Quiet, comfortable. Home.
When the big issues come up again-- and they will-- at least he'll have an idea of how to help deal with them. ]