TONY STARK:
❛ understandable . ❜ head tips aside , a brief smile that finds recognition in her words . and YET , tony finds himself in an endeavour to ward the asgardian from an alcoholic induced fugue ( not like he could make a difference , anyway ) . ❛ alright , ❜ he considers , swivelling on toes of polished shoes to watch her , swallowing a sip of champagne . ❛ how about me ? i can take it —— i’m a big boy . ❜
A GENTLE SIGH escapes past her lips, while her eyes size up her companion. a moment of contemplation, a gentle chew of her bottom lip. ❛ —— you’re obviously very successful, smart, wicked intelligence, i hear. ❜ a pause as she considers her next words — takes a swig of her drink. ❛ —— but so is banner, and you two seem quite different. i don’t think your intelligence is appreciated like his — therefore you hide behind this snarky eloquence. how am i doing ?? ❜












