"Five miles?" Tony scoffed with wide eyes, he was pretty sure that was probably being a bit generous, maybe he could do four, but... maybe? Well he could die trying at the very least. "No, no I mean... I know you wouldn't." He huffed seeing that grin on Steve's face even after he'd given him a face that read far more kicked puppy than Tony really knew what to do with, that said Steve was definitely teasing him again. "Well I'd like that." He said finally, five miles or not, he'd like to go on a run with Steve, even if Steve did run circles around him if he was being honest.
Tony missed the weight of Steve's arm around his shoulders almost immediately, "I just -" He paused trying to find the right words, he'd spent the last week thinking about what he actually wanted, not just obsessing the way he'd been doing and had a version of this conversation more times than he could count, but suddenly it felt much more difficult to remember what he'd wanted to say in the first place.
"I just mean you know everyone going off and doing their own things, you and Bucky and me and Jan and just everyone," It wasn't like they had an excuse to just hang out the way they had back at the Academy anymore, but Tony found that was something he wanted, "And then being here, and the other versions of us - I don't know. I'm probably just over thinking things, the way I always do."
"Do you think we're destined to do the things the other versions of us have?" He asked veering off in another direction, he thought about the weight he'd seen on the older version of himself - the heaviness of his life and what he'd lived through, even if they didn't talk in great detail about it. Tony wasn't an idiot, he could see that sort of thing, the older version of Steve had it too, and he wondered if they were headed for that as well.