#ingeniious

"Big T, Ton Ton, Tony.~  What can I do for you?  Wait..   Is it happening?   You need a favor?"

Steve just stared at him for a moment. He swallowed down the urge to say 'nothing', to respond with a question instead of an answer. "Too many things." More and more all the time. It just made him push harder, but it never really settled. There was a shrug and Steve managed a small, crooked smile. "The next question, maybe."

Natasha was focused on the open sky, she always insisted to pilot the her when going on missions, it cleared her mind so she wouldn't go in with a cloudy and distracted mind. She set it to auto pilot and gave a long sigh taking the headset off her head. She stood and stretched feeling a bit relieved, the only thing worrying her is where Tony was, she was never comfortable with him because he was always acted reckless. She walked to the lounge in the her and found him doing what he did best, tinkering as usual. She crossed his arms and sat down next to him, "We should reach drop zone in about an hour. Until then it's just you and me."