The satellite still loomed, drawing Tony's eye, but his chest wasn't so tight over here, and the familiar beats of Felwinter's annoyance with him were reassuring. As long as he was distracted and irritated, whatever darkness lurked in any of this other stuff around the room couldn't be too oppressive.

He spoke so broadly that Tony wasn't sure if he was still only talking about back home, this place, where he came from, or when they woke up back in Temba, and had to bite his lip. At the very least, being snatched away to an unmapped planet should have been a reprieve from being pelted with heavenly bodies. No wonder he was so tense all of the time.

"You've been seeing other people?" Tony accused, looking appropriately shocked and offended with a dainty hand to his delicate heart. He wasn't sure what Felwinter meant by that, and didn't know enough about who else he did actually talk to, Tony realized.