"There's no shame or weakness in that," she utters quietly after a moment of silence, fingers sliding slowly through his hair and stroking along his scalp. "You've been through so much. Things that would have completely incapacitated most people."

She bites her lip to stifle another sigh. She doesn't think people give him enough credit, but that's partly due to the mask Tony dons in public. He doesn't want people to see how badly his experiences have affected him and continue to haunt him. A soft, small smile made of sympathy and sadness both touches her lips, her hand sliding down from his hair to cradle his cheek. "You're so much stronger than you think."