[ You know, sort of particularly not with her. She's impressively good at not tolerating his bullshit most of the time. Basically all of the time when it matters. It's an unnerving quality of hers he's never really been able to attribute to innate skill or guide instincts one way or the other.
A fair bit of it's been replaced by this point, yes. Anger is still easily recalled, but it isn't really showing as much as the want, or the peculiar look that evasion springs forth, the one that tries to look like eight different things at once and ineffably becomes unavoidably itself in the process. A certain level of having been caught - guilt, really - because she didn't deserve the treatment he exposed her to and while he wouldn't have changed his actions he's still moderately apologetic for them, or will be, after the fact. Tony's very expressive, very emotional, feels a lot of things when he doesn't want to, and as a result, tends to be overwhelmed and overwhelming.
Holding onto her hand in return is little more than instinctual, although he wouldn't have stopped it if he'd noticed beforehand anyway. It's more contact, and he'll do with any amount of it he can get right now, eyes sliding shut again with nothing to look at and too much to feel - squeezing shut, even, as her hand moves closer. At this rate by the time she gets there, he'll be solid as a rock. ]
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A fair bit of it's been replaced by this point, yes. Anger is still easily recalled, but it isn't really showing as much as the want, or the peculiar look that evasion springs forth, the one that tries to look like eight different things at once and ineffably becomes unavoidably itself in the process. A certain level of having been caught - guilt, really - because she didn't deserve the treatment he exposed her to and while he wouldn't have changed his actions he's still moderately apologetic for them, or will be, after the fact. Tony's very expressive, very emotional, feels a lot of things when he doesn't want to, and as a result, tends to be overwhelmed and overwhelming.
Holding onto her hand in return is little more than instinctual, although he wouldn't have stopped it if he'd noticed beforehand anyway. It's more contact, and he'll do with any amount of it he can get right now, eyes sliding shut again with nothing to look at and too much to feel - squeezing shut, even, as her hand moves closer. At this rate by the time she gets there, he'll be solid as a rock. ]