"The world would be a dull place with out its noble-hearted geniuses," Lark corrects. And he might have withdrawn but she dod move back in, and go onto her tiptoes, to kiss his brow.

He deserved the reassurance that she cared.

"I was giving you warmth, Tony. Something to keep the chill away. I do that for my people. The ones I care about. So don't go leaving me just yet. The blanket wouldn't even get used. Please use it. It's spelled to keep warmth in. Make yourself a cup of tea, sit down, enjoy the blanket, and remember: love yourself. Before you can save the world, you must love yourself."