There was no need to be shy about it; Tony gladly raised his arm to welcome Reeve closer as long as he was still offering it, not about to squander his limited time. He draped it heavily around Reeve's neck to pull him against Tony's shoulder, the press of him against Tony's side the first thing to ease the crackling nerves where he touched since they had landed, and making Tony release a breath that it felt like he had been holding in anticipation of that relief. It had been easier to ignore the bone deep need to find a drink while holding James, and Tony didn't want to examine too closely that it might have just been body heat that was soothing. "How's your hand?" he asked quietly. "If we have to amputate and bench you, this game is going to get a lot harder. Lots left to do. There better be a jacuzzi on my ship by the time we leave here. You think I can do that on my own? These alien components are mystifying."
It's nice. So nice. The comfort, the proximity, it's soothing. And Reeve is so very, very tired. So he relaxes, truly relaxes against Tony, and closes his eyes. Just for a moment.
"No amputation needed. I've done a lot worse to myself. Though normally with cure spells to help with it. And there is no way your ship is getting a jacuzzi when it could be on mine."
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"No amputation needed. I've done a lot worse to myself. Though normally with cure spells to help with it. And there is no way your ship is getting a jacuzzi when it could be on mine."