Susan only smiled and shook her head when the drenched man placed his head upon her shoulder. With trembling fingers, later an excuse from the cold, she pushed some of his mattered wet hair from his face. She should have figured Tony was as stubborn as Reed when it came to asking for help of any kind. The two were more alike than either figured.
"Alright, alright", she said quickly, releasing him as he pulled away and catching the small gem in her wet gloves. Susan had to admit it was an eerie sight, but nothing she couldn't handle. Placing the glowing object in a safe bubble, she pushed herself up and offered a hand to soaking CEO.
"Shall we, Mr. Stark? I don't know about you, but I'm ready to get out of these wet clothes", she said and pulled at the drenched sleeve of her blouse.