You built forty-two suits to cope, he reminded himself. What now?
Tonight, the anxiety came in waves.
Three hours later, the whiteboard was covered in calculations for a suit that could deploy from a wristwatch. Tony stepped back, breathing hard. His scar itched. His heart pounded—with excitement, not fear. iron man 3.rar
"I could just… one small thing," he whispered to the empty garage. "A gauntlet. Just the left one. For emergencies." You built forty-two suits to cope, he reminded himself
Pepper erased the whiteboard with her palm. Tony flinched, then didn't. You built forty-two suits to cope
He looked at his hands. They were steady now. The tremor was gone.
Tony looked at the blank whiteboard. At the empty drawer. At the quiet Alfa Romeo. Then he took her hand.