17 - Written

[sonotahunter]

I, for one, am not grateful to have my mind toyed with, thank you. I would rather be a child and know myself than--

[Scratchings out.]

[Private to Tony]

If I'd been here before, my file would reflect that, yeah? If I'd been here and didn't remember, you would know.

What's happening to you?

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[the_ironman]

I'm fine.

I'm going home for a little while, but I'm going to find you a temporary assignment. It should only be a week or less.

[sonotahunter]

...Of course you are.

Should I take bets on whether or not you actually come back?

[the_ironman]

That isn't funny, Bela. I'm coming back. Pepper asked that I come home to take care of some business -- the transmission record is public. Go ahead and see for yourself.

[sonotahunter]

No. It's not.

If you're going to leave, just do it. Don't justify it to me of all people.

[the_ironman]

Yes, it is.

Don't throw a tantrum like you're still twelve. I'll be back.

[sonotahunter]

I mean it's not funny. Not a joke.

This is not a tantrum, Tony. A tantrum involves a good deal more violence and a good deal less restraint.

I'll believe you when your cabin hasn't emptied itself in a week's time. Or did you miss the mass disappearances that only just seem to have petered off? Fostering any kind of intention seems a waste of effort here.

[the_ironman]

I'll see you when I'm back, Bela.