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Sometimes I wonder if you're just doing this out of spite.

That's it, isn't it? You know that's unhealthy.

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You're doing fine, Bruce.

[Tony's persistent and steps forward.]

Just let them help.

[Another sigh.]

Do I have any other choice?

[Wryly.]

Technically. [Have a weak smile.]

But I'd rather you didn't resort to that.

It's not like I can even if I wanted to.

[Been there, done that, ripped the T-shirt in the process.]

I just want to help.

[Don't be sad, Bruce. Tony feels bad enough.]

[But how can he be sad when he's always angry--/shot]

And you did. You've done more than enough.

[Baw, Bruce!]

Don't shut down on me. I'm not your enemy, you know.

[YOU SHOT HIM INTO SPACE!! Well not him, but you know. Same diff.

Not that it matters anyway.]

I'm not, trust me. You'll know if I am.

[Space or death, Bruce!! It wasn't like he was trying to kill him. D:]

I'll know if you're out of patience, you mean. Talk to me.

[:( tell that to your version of Bruce.]

What do you want me to say?

[If only. There's no amount of explanation that will help.]

Just... that you understand. [Maybe a bit desperate.]

[And this is why you should not shoot people into space without their consent, Tony.]

I do. [A small, tired smile.] Doesn't make it easier to apply, though.

[;~;]

I know. Trust me, I-

[He winces at that smile. Ah, he knows that feeling. He's tired too. They both just need to quit.]

You'll be okay. It's hard, but they won't let anything happen. You're lucky, you know.

[:c

And yes, they really do. Too bad their worlds is just never going to give them that chance.]

If you're saying that I'm lucky, you must be in a really bad place.

[Never any breaks. Life's hard.]

You have people that you can trust. I just want you to know that.

[He's shrugging it off and pretending he missed the point.]

[It is very hard.

And yeah, he knows a deflection when he sees one. So not going to pry.]

I do. [A smile.] Thanks.

Yeah, well... That's my job.

[Augh that smile. Bruce.]

Is that part of being a consultant, or did I miss a memo somewhere?

[He sort of remembers you're the director or something right...]

I'm the Director of SHIELD.

[Go ahead, Bruce. You know you want to get mad.]

[...he can't decide if he should be amused or try to be snarky.]

What did you give Fury to let you take the position? A mickey in his powershake?

[...he doesn't mean it. Really.]

Fury had to disappear. Things got messy, and... I don't know where he is. It doesn't matter, I guess.

[Sorry, he's missing a lot of energy and humor these days. He's not offended either.]

Someone else needed to do it. There weren't a lot of options.

[...okay, maybe that was the wrong thing to say.

Internally wincing here.]

You did what you had to do, I'm sure. It's not like I know how things work there, anyway.

We do what we have to do.

[Sure. That's why he's there, right? They hate him, and it doesn't look like it's working, but it's better than total annihilation?

Or something. He shrugs noncommittally.]

SHIELD maintains pretty effective global security these days. People are happy with that.

[Anything is better than total annihilation. Bruce would agree.]

As long as it works. [A smile.] Don't beat yourself too much over it.

It works. It always works.

[Until it breaks, of course. He frowns slightly at the smile.]

You don't know what you're saying.