[ Well, he could tell the Avengers, but while they're all friends and he gets along with them, this is the sort of thing he would reserve until just before they were about to tell the rest of the world. For all his publicity and attention seeking behavior, Tony tends to keep his personal things remarkably close to his chest, and this is something that he regards as intensely personal. For the moment, at least. Potentially less so the more comfortable they both become with the idea, but until then. Like he said, he doesn't have anyone else to tell.

He looks at her again - finally - when she stands up so suddenly, and watches her as she walks over towards him and sits on his lap. It's uncharacteristic of her, of both of them, but he doesn't mind, just wraps his arms around her and clasps them loosely on the far side of her. It's nice, for a little while, the moments of silence, but Tony isn't capable of letting moments like that last for too long. At least when he does start talking it's quiet. Babbley, but not something he's just blurting out as a knee-jerk reaction. ] We'll be fine. We're both okay. I mean, we take care of each other, so. And we've taught each other things, so we're already accustomed to that. You in particular are used to working with someone who acts like a child most of the time, so. [ A little amusement, although he's not sure how it's received and he quiets again for a couple of seconds. ] It'll be okay.