"Turn the destruction into something more positive," he murmured. "Design and construction jobs. And help people get their lives back." It wasn't anyone's fault, but bystanders got hurt even as they worked to protect them. And if something could be done about it, maybe they should. "And it'll shut SHIELD up and not even use their budget," he agreed cheerfully.
"I thought that's exactly what you were intending to do," he called back as he stretched out on his stomach on the nicely warmed bed and kneaded a pillow until it fit perfectly under his shoulders. He wondered just how much work it would be to get one of the bots to bring him an energy shake for some calories - he wasn't moving again. At least not until morning.
Before he could decide, Pepper was back and sounding tentative. "Don't want a professional to do it," he said, eyes closing. "Want you to do it. Trust you. Or JARVIS could, but he's not as up on his arts and crafts as you are." Opening an eye, he looked over at her and asked, "Please? It's not as bad as sticking your hand into my chest cavity."