Even in his despair, Tony hadn't expected that to be any more difficult. He wasn't used to 'no', even from people who had said it once before, and she had been the one to put this offer on the table in the first place. Well, not exactly this offer. "I can't get away," he started, and was quiet again while he looked around to take stock of his situation. He wanted to say now, right now, but there were ways to make this actually work in his favour, and he had faced darker nights on his own. "If you would indulge me, when you're ready, I will have a jet waiting. Tomorrow afternoon. I only have a few hours, I'll have you back by bedtime," he promised.