Re: Marvel hospital: Tony/Bruce/Steve/Selina
Tony couldn't manage a sigh, but he opened one bloodshot eye to stare balefully at the sculpted soldier. "This isn't the Hatter. I did this... to myself... a long time ago." The scowl was scolding. "Don't beat yourself... up."
Tony slid down in the pillows a couple inches, shoulders slumping, gown bunching up around his waist. He was losing muscle quickly and it irritated him. Gone were the days when you could build that up with a few weeks of protein shakes and some lifting. Life isn't fair.
"They'll keep me here... until they... can schedule the op. I might go home... for a while... before." Tony closed his eyes. "I don't like it... when the parents... fight over... stupid things I've done. Can't you at... at least pretend to get along in front of the kid?"