The warm greeting was returned with a content smile. His eyes turned to May, extending one of those long arms out toward her, tickling her side with a finger and demonstrating his linguistic ability to speak baby gibberish. Infants just had that ability to make people speak their language didn’t they? Afterward he gave MJ a skeptical look. “ Isn’t Tony Stark New York’s favorite billionaire? Well, I guess you’ll just have to settle for coffee with the runner-up. “
He’d started reading articles about his return, and all of them seemed to carry an undertone of resentment. One had even been border lining on calling him a coward who had fled the nation and hidden away in its hour of need. He hadn’t fled, but hidden? Yes, it felt that way. “ As for ‘struggling’, let’s see if we can’t change that. The only good thing about cowering in Europe like I did for the past month or so, is the amount people you get to meet. “
Yes, Warren loved to give. Unfortunately sometimes it was more of a subconscious desire to buy friendship than actual generosity. “ Too long, “ he reflected back into his cup of coffee briefly, letting the nostalgia and sadness pass between them before he sighed and took in a refreshing breath of air, smiling to start anew. “ But that’ll change. So, MJ. You have to tell me. Is the married life everything they say it is? “