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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.