[ That does work out totally well, and she settles herself in against his chest and sighs out as he rests his chin on her head. She guesses this means it's time to think of the future. She doesn't really do that. Tony's the futurist. She's just been living day to day. It really hasn't been that long, comparatively speaking, since she first started even thinking more than a week ahead, or since she first started assuming there would be someone else present in her immediate day to day life.

At his laugh she lifts a hand, curls it around his neck so that she can rub the back of it. ]

I wonder if JARVIS has parenting tutorials. Maybe he can find them. [ And now she's the one rambling a little, combating a wave of unsureness. ] But you're right. We're better. With each other. [ A pause, as she evaluates how presumptuous that sounds. ] At least, I'm better with you. It will be ok, we'll - we'll be ok.