The light plays over her face and his fingers.

Oh god. The implication of it. And Pepper meeting the deep and never calling Rhodey, so yeah, Tony dies on that couch and Pepper bites it in the sea and I HATE YOU. SO MUCH.

"But nothing you should worry about."

Jesus. Fuck. Rhod. I can't. I'm going to go in the corner and weep now, so thanks, thanks for that.