[Right. The booklet. For once Tony regrets his and Bruce's inclination to be, y'know, helpful to their teammates. Worldmates. Whatever.
He sinks back into his chair.]
i mean, he's gonna find out sooner or later
[Implication being that Bruce's encounter has forced Tony's hand into the sooner end of the spectrum. He sighs.]
look, as far as I'm concerned, I'd prefer he read a booklet than me having to go up to him and pull a reverse darth vader. just... get his contact info if you can. I'd rather be the one to track him down than the other way around.
[They've been very helpful, but it was going to bite them sooner or later, but at least it was a source they could control. He considers for a bit before responding.]
I don't have to right now. There's no rush on this. It's more likely Steve or Peggy will tell him, and they'd be the better options anyway.
[his friends. Bruce spilled everything to Peggy right away, but he's been tight-lipped otherwise.]
[Yeah, it's a lot. Waves of "a lot," in fact, spanning his father's different faces, and his own grudges borne of regrets. He can think of another face he came across during Firalia, who he tried to end, once, when the grief of a bereft kid took him over. He'd just been starting to find some closure, here in Lunatia -- with Steve, and Jersey, and maybe... maybe even Barnes, but now...
He'd built a simulation to say goodbye to Mom and Dad. But this Howard... he doesn't even know who Tony is.]
do whatever makes sense, I know you'll make the right call.
[He stands and walks to the kitchen, phone in hand. Whereas a second ago he felt lightheaded, now there's a weird weight to his steps.]
[Bruce understands complicated relationships with parents. His father was a monster and there is some simplicity in knowing that, in really not having any kind of good relationship with him. He would say he has far more baggage when it comes to Ross, his once-father surrogate. But he knows Tony very well.]
Hey. I'm here for you. If you want to talk or need anyone I'm always available.
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He sinks back into his chair.]
i mean, he's gonna find out sooner or later
[Implication being that Bruce's encounter has forced Tony's hand into the sooner end of the spectrum. He sighs.]
look, as far as I'm concerned, I'd prefer he read a booklet than me having to go up to him and pull a reverse darth vader. just... get his contact info if you can. I'd rather be the one to track him down than the other way around.
[Beat.]
thanks
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I don't have to right now. There's no rush on this. It's more likely Steve or Peggy will tell him, and they'd be the better options anyway.
[his friends. Bruce spilled everything to Peggy right away, but he's been tight-lipped otherwise.]
Take a beat. I know this is a lot.
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He'd built a simulation to say goodbye to Mom and Dad. But this Howard... he doesn't even know who Tony is.]
do whatever makes sense, I know you'll make the right call.
[He stands and walks to the kitchen, phone in hand. Whereas a second ago he felt lightheaded, now there's a weird weight to his steps.]
just let me know what happens
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Hey. I'm here for you. If you want to talk or need anyone I'm always available.