Oooh! [ She can't help the surprised exclamation. It wasn't the small gesture of thanks, but the approval of how she has helped. He can probably feel how she smiles as her head still rests against the top of his. She almost giggles in her normal way, but she holds it back in order to keep the moment quiet between them.
How long have they known each other? It wasn't long before the Battle of New York... and then it was his birthday after that. Now, it's Christmas. Maybe almost a year? Time is odd to her as she finds herself sometimes still being surprised she can see a clock. Sometimes she simply goes and stands out on the balcony and watches the sunrise as if she hasn't seen it in years.
Her smile widens just a fraction at how he is surprised. That's a good sign. It means he's pulling more back into his normal rhythm instead of shaking. He's calming down. That's what is important. ]
Huh huh. [ A small nod against the top of his head. She tilts her head up and back to look down at him as he looks up at her. ] Of course I remember!
[ She remembers everything they've done. She remembers seeing the silhouette of his suit for the first time and how vibrant the gold and red was in the low lit facility. She remembers the first time he had her help with anything in the workshop and showing him the power of her kotodama--even the little bubble with the colors of his suit on it. She remembers their dance on his birthday in perfect detail and how truly happy he was... which is the farthest thing from how he is at the moment. Tony doesn't need to be happy all the time, but, part of her worries she might not see him smile like that again.
The bubble formed at her fingertip is a small clear one. It floats a just a little ways away, the sparkles in it reflecting off the low light, before almost fizzling out. She didn't mean for it to last long anyways. ]
It's always "on the table"! If you're not feeling good enough to do it now? We can later. [ Little Mermaid simply wanted to give him the option to put his mind to something else. Except, she realizes now that he might be exhausted from the emotions and clear anxiety his body has gone through. ] Maybe, for now, you should get some rest for a few hours...? Then, I can help you with my bubbles or with what you were doing with your suits!
[ If he isn't working on something with clean energy, he's working on something with his suits. She loves watching him work. There is a small sense of nostalgia with it, but, it's more because she can tell how much he loves making things. Creating. Building. It shows in all the movements he makes and anything he crafts. Even the robot arms he keeps threatening to dismantle he cares for.
Little Mermaid smiles to herself once more before hugging him tightly. Maybe she can tell those things one day. How much she loves to watch him work, how she feels a sense of awe and somehow pride when he is saving people in his suits. How he's taught her to live again and enjoy living, not just surviving or being afraid of stepping outside. How she... how she really does love him.
Tony Stark. ]
If you want? You can rest right here for a few hours. I can make something for you to lay down on with my bubbles.
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How long have they known each other? It wasn't long before the Battle of New York... and then it was his birthday after that. Now, it's Christmas. Maybe almost a year? Time is odd to her as she finds herself sometimes still being surprised she can see a clock. Sometimes she simply goes and stands out on the balcony and watches the sunrise as if she hasn't seen it in years.
Her smile widens just a fraction at how he is surprised. That's a good sign. It means he's pulling more back into his normal rhythm instead of shaking. He's calming down. That's what is important. ]
Huh huh. [ A small nod against the top of his head. She tilts her head up and back to look down at him as he looks up at her. ] Of course I remember!
[ She remembers everything they've done. She remembers seeing the silhouette of his suit for the first time and how vibrant the gold and red was in the low lit facility. She remembers the first time he had her help with anything in the workshop and showing him the power of her kotodama--even the little bubble with the colors of his suit on it. She remembers their dance on his birthday in perfect detail and how truly happy he was... which is the farthest thing from how he is at the moment. Tony doesn't need to be happy all the time, but, part of her worries she might not see him smile like that again.
The bubble formed at her fingertip is a small clear one. It floats a just a little ways away, the sparkles in it reflecting off the low light, before almost fizzling out. She didn't mean for it to last long anyways. ]
It's always "on the table"! If you're not feeling good enough to do it now? We can later. [ Little Mermaid simply wanted to give him the option to put his mind to something else. Except, she realizes now that he might be exhausted from the emotions and clear anxiety his body has gone through. ] Maybe, for now, you should get some rest for a few hours...? Then, I can help you with my bubbles or with what you were doing with your suits!
[ If he isn't working on something with clean energy, he's working on something with his suits. She loves watching him work. There is a small sense of nostalgia with it, but, it's more because she can tell how much he loves making things. Creating. Building. It shows in all the movements he makes and anything he crafts. Even the robot arms he keeps threatening to dismantle he cares for.
Little Mermaid smiles to herself once more before hugging him tightly. Maybe she can tell those things one day. How much she loves to watch him work, how she feels a sense of awe and somehow pride when he is saving people in his suits. How he's taught her to live again and enjoy living, not just surviving or being afraid of stepping outside. How she... how she really does love him.
Tony Stark. ]
If you want? You can rest right here for a few hours. I can make something for you to lay down on with my bubbles.