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His eyes flutter again as she keeps up her gentle ministrations, but then she's asking something more serious of him. He should have known he couldn't sneak a comment like that by her. "Uh," Tony forges uncertainly, trying to focus on her though his body wants sleep. "Well. You've already been stuck with me for weeks. I just thought... you'd want space." Not that what just transpired would lend to that theory, nor how she in her own words had seemed so keen on staying here, with him, forever. Maybe he's just overthinking things, it's not like that would be out of character in the least.