('Exceptionally hot', huh? Encouraged, Tony chafes his fingertips in the bristles of Thor's short beard, having lapsed into contemplative silence. )
Will it?
( Maybe that sounded snarky, or sarcastic, but there's a vulnerable edge to his voice, a worry; a fear. They're in the middle of space, the exact last place he wants to be, and as far as he will ever get from Earth. Will rehashing it actually help? Will reliving it for an audience give him any relief, any closure?
Troubled, and not giving voice to it, he slides his hand back farther into Thor's close-cropped hair. Tony worries at his lower lip, and decides: )
no subject
Will it?
( Maybe that sounded snarky, or sarcastic, but there's a vulnerable edge to his voice, a worry; a fear. They're in the middle of space, the exact last place he wants to be, and as far as he will ever get from Earth. Will rehashing it actually help? Will reliving it for an audience give him any relief, any closure?
Troubled, and not giving voice to it, he slides his hand back farther into Thor's close-cropped hair. Tony worries at his lower lip, and decides: )
I don't want to talk about it.