[Peter] Days like this.
I'd have this girlfriend who knew my true identity. She'd be a wreck. She'd always be worrying I was going to die, yet so proud of the man I've become. She'd be wildly conflicted, which would only make her more crazy about me...
That wasn't working out so well. The wreck part, that was accurate, although actually it didn't seem to apply solely to Pepper so much as to the relationship as a whole. Worrying he was going to die, check. Not that much pride, though, that seemed an issue, he'd rearranged his list of priorities, he had a list of priorities, she didn't feel she was on it in the right place. Well, from what he'd gathered, she didn't believe she was on it at all, and he hadn't been able to convince her.
He'd dropped her back at the house. It had been awkward. And now he was heading to Peter's, not exactly to get him to help him out of the armor in Pepper's place, because that was... sort of a weird kind of thought, he'd just handle himself when he had to. A couple of other reasons. One, well, no matter what trouble was going on in his personal life, he had to give the space station his full attention. It was a big deal.
Another reason was, well, it was a destination that wasn't the Hub. He'd come close. Jarvis had put up the location of Peter's house, at the last moment. As he touched down, pulling off his helmet and walking up to the door to knock, he still wasn't sure if Jarvis had just been assuming he'd follow that earlier suggestion of Pepper's, felt he should tell Peter how the cold fusion reactor turned out, or was actively working to keep him sober.
That wasn't working out so well. The wreck part, that was accurate, although actually it didn't seem to apply solely to Pepper so much as to the relationship as a whole. Worrying he was going to die, check. Not that much pride, though, that seemed an issue, he'd rearranged his list of priorities, he had a list of priorities, she didn't feel she was on it in the right place. Well, from what he'd gathered, she didn't believe she was on it at all, and he hadn't been able to convince her.
He'd dropped her back at the house. It had been awkward. And now he was heading to Peter's, not exactly to get him to help him out of the armor in Pepper's place, because that was... sort of a weird kind of thought, he'd just handle himself when he had to. A couple of other reasons. One, well, no matter what trouble was going on in his personal life, he had to give the space station his full attention. It was a big deal.
Another reason was, well, it was a destination that wasn't the Hub. He'd come close. Jarvis had put up the location of Peter's house, at the last moment. As he touched down, pulling off his helmet and walking up to the door to knock, he still wasn't sure if Jarvis had just been assuming he'd follow that earlier suggestion of Pepper's, felt he should tell Peter how the cold fusion reactor turned out, or was actively working to keep him sober.