Tony and Vision
"Sometimes it's coffee," Tony pointed out, because it was true. Just not always. And certainly not when he had other options that he'd been denied from for a while now. He'd be blitzed by the end of it all, he knew, and was already mentally preparing himself for wandering around until he remembered which house he lived in. It was a lot more difficult when it wasn't much larger than all the other buildings.
"It has," he agreed, because while Viz had been one of the ones who'd stayed after the accords, he'd also been more distant. And he'd gone off to visit the others when he thought Tony wasn't paying any mind. "I don't know if unwinding is the right word," he admitted but then shrugged. "You doing okay? Settling in?"