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[She thinks of all that Tony Stark has been through in recent years. The man deserves a break. It's unfortunate that he's had to come here and recover before being swept up in a mission of some kind. ]

I'm sure you miss your daughter terribly.

[It's what she would want someone to say to Baba if he were in Tony's place. She misses her father every day and is sure Morgan feels the same way, even if she's just a child.]

But being here could prove to be useful. Assuming we are able to find a way to heal you properly. If we were in Wakanda, I'd have the proper technology. But here...

[it's not the worst circumstances, but everything is very basic. It's a work in progress to try and upgrade as much as possible.]

Well. Everyone is trying their best.

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( Tony bites the inside of his cheek, stifling... something, certainly, the rising tide of hurt that has nothing to do with his burns. Grief, perhaps, and guilt, an awful longing for home, for Pepper, for Morgan.

Right now, he's alive. He shifts, gathering himself again after that, and moves forward like she hadn't brought up Morgan at all. No offense to Shuri, of course, but he's not gonna put another burden of his on her.

The breath he sucks in through is nose crackles. )

Could be worse. Could be in a cave.

( He cranes to peer around the curtain the best he can. )

The fancy surgical suite here's probably got enough toys to jury-rig a tissue printer.