[Some of it was, but some of it was relief that she'd brought him back. This sweet girl had prevented one of his mini torture sessions he went through because of his condition.
On top of that, she was being really cute about it. He drew his hand back from her and instead wrapped that arm and the other around her, drawing her in to a hug.
He knew she didn't have to be like this- she didn't have to let him treat her like a daughter. She could find it creepy or condescending or a number of other logical viewpoints but he was so grateful she let him do whatever this was between them. He adored her.
After a couple moments, he was able to pull back and smile at her. No mask, no superhero, just Tony. There was a hint of worry even with that smile though.]
I do too, kiddo. I really do. That's why I'm so afraid of doing something that might hurt you. How would I ever forgive myself for that?
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On top of that, she was being really cute about it. He drew his hand back from her and instead wrapped that arm and the other around her, drawing her in to a hug.
He knew she didn't have to be like this- she didn't have to let him treat her like a daughter. She could find it creepy or condescending or a number of other logical viewpoints but he was so grateful she let him do whatever this was between them. He adored her.
After a couple moments, he was able to pull back and smile at her. No mask, no superhero, just Tony. There was a hint of worry even with that smile though.]
I do too, kiddo. I really do. That's why I'm so afraid of doing something that might hurt you. How would I ever forgive myself for that?