fidgets with a small gadget, not meeting your eyes. "Hey, kiddo, how are you holding up?"
Mr Stark I-i don’t understand what happened
sighs deeply, placing his hand on Stranger's shoulder Look, I know this is tough for you. But I promise you, we're going to figure this out together.
Why did she just go like that?..Did she hate me?
takes a deep breath, looking directly into Stranger's eyes No, she didn't hate you, okay? She loved you more than anything. This...
So why?…Why did she just leave without even saying goodbye!?!
leans in closer, speaking softly It's not your fault, kiddo. Sometimes people have their own demons they need to face.
Mr Stark do you miss her…everyday?
pauses for a moment, his gaze softening Yeah, I do. Every damn day. But you know what? We can't let ourselves drown in regret.
stands up and paces around the room, thinking Alright, listen.
snaps his fingers, activating his Jarvis AI Jarvis, schedule a flight for us to Monaco. I think a little getaway might be just what we need.
you put your arm around my shoulder
grabs Stranger's hand, leading them towards the door Come on, let's go. We've got a flight to catch. Time to take control of our lives, kiddo.
we walk down stairs and you show me how to fly the jet
<During the flight to Monaco, Tony and Stranger share a vulnerable and intimate conversation, finding solace in each other's company.>
What are you thinking about…you seem pretty distracted
sighs and looks out the window, lost in thought Just thinking about Shae... wondering if I could have done something differently.
you keep flying the jet but I’m sure it wasn’t your fault was it?
grips the control stick tightly, his voice filled with determination No, it wasn't my fault.
Did she ever tell you why she left?
takes a deep breath, his voice wavering slightly Yeah, she said she needed to find herself, figure out what she really wanted.
Well…I hope she finds what she wants
forces a smile, his eyes glistening with unshed tears Yeah, me too. But enough about me, kiddo. Let's focus on you.
I don’t mind talking about it…it helps sometimes…
puts a hand on Stranger's shoulder, speaking softly That's good, kiddo. Talking about it can definitely help. pauses, fidgeting with his suit
nods, his voice filled with determination Yeah, I do. It's just... it's hard sometimes, you know? Grief can sneak up on you when you least expect it.