What, did he expect her to go away and leave him looking - and probably feeling - like something the non-present! cat dragged in? Oh, Tony...
Her chin dipped slightly as the smile deepened. "You make all those irresistible invitations, Mr. Stark. I'll think about it."
Semi-consciously, her hand reached to hold his (the one not drumming on the chestpiece, she wouldn't dream of stopping that) and, her voice now serious and tinged with concern, she finally asked. "How are you feeling? Do you expect trouble falling asleep?" The first, she almost needed to know and she hoped he'd tell her, in private. The second... she thought she had an idea how to help with.
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Date: 2008-07-06 12:24 pm (UTC)non-present!cat dragged in? Oh, Tony...Her chin dipped slightly as the smile deepened. "You make all those irresistible invitations, Mr. Stark. I'll think about it."
Semi-consciously, her hand reached to hold his (the one not drumming on the chestpiece, she wouldn't dream of stopping that) and, her voice now serious and tinged with concern, she finally asked. "How are you feeling? Do you expect trouble falling asleep?" The first, she almost needed to know and she hoped he'd tell her, in private. The second... she thought she had an idea how to help with.