[ That's good, because he's sort of counting on your help to get back upstairs, it just seemed like a point that bore mentioning.
Honestly the sigh feels like it says more about whatever this actually is than anything else. He lets himself fully appreciate the pillows, his ridiculously high count sheets - because on a sentinel's bed, it's just really nice to have something that won't bother you even if you don't feel like crawling out of your skin, and besides that, he's Tony Stark, he'd have these fucking sheets anyway - and the way he can sink into the mattress but still be supported, and then drags his attention away from the relief into the nagging suspicions. He has almost zero idea what they mean, but they're there, and for all his intellectual, logical rationale, he's always, always been a creature of instinct and gut intuition. ]
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Honestly the sigh feels like it says more about whatever this actually is than anything else. He lets himself fully appreciate the pillows, his ridiculously high count sheets - because on a sentinel's bed, it's just really nice to have something that won't bother you even if you don't feel like crawling out of your skin, and besides that, he's Tony Stark, he'd have these fucking sheets anyway - and the way he can sink into the mattress but still be supported, and then drags his attention away from the relief into the nagging suspicions. He has almost zero idea what they mean, but they're there, and for all his intellectual, logical rationale, he's always, always been a creature of instinct and gut intuition. ]
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