She gives a surprised little yelp when he drags them down, the tiny sound turning into a chuckle when they settle. She's smiling as she returns his gaze, so warmly and earnestly it crinkles the corners of her eyes. Tony's octopus-like clinging should probably feel claustrophobic and uncomfortable, but it doesn't -- were it anyone else, she knows it would. But this? She only feels warmth and contentment to be so surrounded by his presence. Shifting her arm a little between them, she lays her palm flat against his chest again, beside the reactor.

"So... now what?" she murmurs with a touch of playfulness in her voice, still smiling. "Do we just stay here for the rest of the day?"