He curls around her again comfortably, once again intertwining their limbs and securing an arm around her waist as his breathing finally comes back under his control. He tries not to think about what might have happened if she hadn't been here to snap him out of it. "Sometimes... it's just like I'm back there. In the desert. I know it's over but I can't get myself out. I get... stuck." Tony pushes out a breath and leans back a bit to catch her eyes, his still glassy from crying.