Iron Man was frozen in that tableau of shock, at first because good God, that look on her face was back and he really didn't think he could survive it for very long, he had to get much better at avoiding those particular buttons, but then because he really didn't know how to handle someone who brought up Monopoly as their leisure activity. Not even her own Monopoly. No wonder she had grown so...Tony tried to find a more delicate word for it, but really couldn't do any better than 'intolerable'. What was someone supposed to say to something like that? "My condolences," he offered instinctively, as though they had met at a funeral. That was probably pretty accurate. "What you have to learn to do now is move on," he decided to run with it, fanning that aghast hand out to encompass the brave new world that Cassie could decide to be part of now. Her life and happiness had died so that she could be reborn. "Try crazy new things. Graffiti. Cowtipping. Canadian wine. Can you drive yet?"