"My ribs hurt. One might be broken," Sansa says, letting Tony run his fingers over her and account for everything. If this is what helped him in the long run, she could be still and let him check her over. While she didn't think her injuries were as important as other tasks that needed to be carried out, a part of her was thrilled at being deemed important enough to care for.
"My ankle is twisted. The rest is going to be all right," she says softly. Perhaps it isn't entirely necessary but Sansa ruffles his hair a bit while he fusses over her.
"When we have time, I'll let you lecture me and fuss over me all you want. You were right and I shouldn't have gone."
It was that ruffle that drew him out of whatever trance had Tony fixated on his work, bringing his focus back up to Sansa's face more clearly and actually listening this time to respond with a lopsided smile and nod of acceptance for this inevitable fate of Sansa's. "As long as we both know you deserve it, and also that I'm always right, we can put a pin in it," he agreed, keeping a hand pressed to Sansa's side a beat longer and watching her anxiously until another spark of warning shot up his spine, making him wince and glance back to the door.
"I'm not going far. We'll figure this out. Don't get into any more trouble," he promised as he rolled to his feet.
"Go be brilliant," Sansa says, her own smile just as lopsided as she looks back at him. There's a lot going on right now on this ship and she doesn't need to keep Tony tied down looking after her when there's a thousand more important things he could be doing.
"You're right this time," she adds. "And I'll keep myself out of trouble for a while so you don't have to worry about me when you're worrying over everything else."
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"My ankle is twisted. The rest is going to be all right," she says softly. Perhaps it isn't entirely necessary but Sansa ruffles his hair a bit while he fusses over her.
"When we have time, I'll let you lecture me and fuss over me all you want. You were right and I shouldn't have gone."
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"I'm not going far. We'll figure this out. Don't get into any more trouble," he promised as he rolled to his feet.
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"You're right this time," she adds. "And I'll keep myself out of trouble for a while so you don't have to worry about me when you're worrying over everything else."