Without the champagne Pepper might have questioned a confession like that more thoroughly, looked a little deeper into what Tony was really saying, but with the flush of alcohol all ready on her cheeks, the words were more of a comforting blanket. All the unsaid things between them. She smiled, and took a sip of her drink to try and hide the glow on her cheeks. "Are you finally opening up, Mr. Stark?" she teased with a laugh, "Softie. Everything's fine, Tony. You don't need to worry about me, or Happy, or any of us. It's our job to look after you, remember?"