[ Pepper had been no less upset when she'd woken up alone, unable to find Tony even in the massive stasis chamber, growing a little more desperate with each unfamiliar face stuck in cryosleep.

Her expression softens a little when he draws closer, her hands lifting from her hips to settle on his waist instead when he grabs her shoulders. Her lips pull into a small, lopsided smile, a little endeared by his commentary in spite of herself and the situation. ]

You mean, beyond just asking politely? 'Cause that's my advice, but something tells me it might still not do you much good. [ Her smile is gone soon as she takes a quick glance about the room around them, replaced by helpless concern. ]

I can't believe this is really happening.