Being Tony Stark gets you a lot of leeway. Yes, people constantly watch you and they’re always trying to take photos of you. Sure, most people think you’re a pompous asshole and don’t always expect you to be doing everything on the up and up. But no one really stops you either. And, most importantly, no one questions why you stride into a SHIELD controlled disaster area on partial lockdown due to the Winter Soldier’s triggering event, walk right into the belly of an open quinjet and take off.

It probably has something to do with the swagger.

Tony puts FRIDAY on task of politely ignoring anyone trying to reach him by comms as he installs a program to fully clock his flight plan. It’s easy. He designed the plane for SHIELD in the first place.

Ten minutes after take off, Tony does one last sweep of the radar and then lands the quinjet a few meters away from the loan figure on the roof.

He can’t help but frown at the other man, unsure if Barnes can see him through the glass at that distance. The thought causes a tick at the corner of his lips and he finds himself leaning back in the jumpseat. If Barnes can see him, or feel him, or whatever else ends up being true about the bond soulmates share, he has a feeling he won’t be alone in the jet for too much longer. Tony’s chronic loneliness craves the company.

Hopefully Rogers and Wilson are close by.