I don't want to sound. Um. ( His fingers fly restlessly to his sword belt, to his cloak clasp, shrugging the heavy weight of wool and wolf fur off and onto a nearby sawhorse, before he comes around to Pepper. Whatever nervous energy he'd kept a lid on through their afternoon is primed and ready to burst now, so much so that his hands are shaking as they seek hers, )
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( That's it, then. How... lame. )
I don't want to sound. Um. ( His fingers fly restlessly to his sword belt, to his cloak clasp, shrugging the heavy weight of wool and wolf fur off and onto a nearby sawhorse, before he comes around to Pepper. Whatever nervous energy he'd kept a lid on through their afternoon is primed and ready to burst now, so much so that his hands are shaking as they seek hers, )
Incredibly pitiable and, well, desperately maudlin, but.
( Just shut up, Tony, And he does, as he wets his lips and moves in to kiss her. )