"I think I've got some idea," Tony said, ruffling Peter's hair in a way that was very Un-IronMan, but possibly all Tony Stark. Sometimes it was hard to know for sure. The point was, Tony wasn't the only sight for sore eyes around here. Last he'd seen Peter, he'd been dust between Tony's fingers.
Trauma had a way of upping the ante pretty much constantly, Tony was beginning to realize.
"Bruce and Natasha played catch up with me a little, but I don't know if I have all the details," he said, gesturing for Pete to sit at the little desk if he felt so inclined.