[ It is a lot. She turns to look at him half way through so she can watch him, read what goes unspoken in his body language, and there's a frown at most of it - the fighting, certainly the fighting since she knows him, knows what wearing the suit means and what it does - and a sort of knowing acceptance at the lack of follow-through as well. There's no blame for that, none whatsoever. Pepper can't quite wrap the thought of so many alternate timelines together either, though she's concerned with how he speaks of them coming, going, and he, there, always staying. No one entirely permanent except for, perhaps, JARVIS and whatever new AI he'd talked about. He doesn't mention her at any point with those people, and it's safe to assume she'd never been here before this. Which...
She doesn't like it. She doesn't like it in the same way she doesn't like the majority of Exisilum, and it's something she won't tolerate with a capital T. Accepting the fact they're in another place, another world is easier to forgive than that. Pepper sighs quietly, emotions draining into something cool and calm. Level-headed in the face of all the information he's just given her sooner rather than later since she doesn't want to jeopardize that honesty, admires that openness and takes it with her own. So, she repays it by erasing the distance between them, resting a hand on his arm, near an elbow, to allow for the stretch she needs to take up the tablet again. ]
The rebuild in New York was almost done, and we were contracting another. Maybe - the details weren't where I thought they should to be. Still sketchy. [ Because he'd asked about timelines, and she didn't think there had been anything else entirely current to mention. She glances at him for a reaction, anything to say he might have known something else. ] But I'm not going anywhere. I'll help you, okay? We'll do this together.
[ Pepper makes sure to underline that word - together - with her thumb, adamant about that more than anything. ]
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She doesn't like it. She doesn't like it in the same way she doesn't like the majority of Exisilum, and it's something she won't tolerate with a capital T. Accepting the fact they're in another place, another world is easier to forgive than that. Pepper sighs quietly, emotions draining into something cool and calm. Level-headed in the face of all the information he's just given her sooner rather than later since she doesn't want to jeopardize that honesty, admires that openness and takes it with her own. So, she repays it by erasing the distance between them, resting a hand on his arm, near an elbow, to allow for the stretch she needs to take up the tablet again. ]
The rebuild in New York was almost done, and we were contracting another. Maybe - the details weren't where I thought they should to be. Still sketchy. [ Because he'd asked about timelines, and she didn't think there had been anything else entirely current to mention. She glances at him for a reaction, anything to say he might have known something else. ] But I'm not going anywhere. I'll help you, okay? We'll do this together.
[ Pepper makes sure to underline that word - together - with her thumb, adamant about that more than anything. ]