There were a lot of questions about this place, about what happened when people disappeared or how they got here at all and most of them -- practically all of them -- were things that Tony did not have answers to. And he hated that because he was meant to be able to figure things out. He was a genius -- he'd effectively created functional time travel, for fucks sake.
But he was working on it. Or trying to. And in the mean time, there were some things that he knew unequivocally.
"I wouldn't leave," he said. "Not without you." And he meant that. Truly. Even if they didn't come from the same place, there wasn't a part of Tony that was willing to give up what he'd found here. And Gwen was a big, big part of that.
The second Gwen hug had him feeling a little more relaxed -- or maybe a little less worried for her. She could be sad, but she'd bounce back. That seemed like her thing. Maybe a Spider thing in general, since they all seemed pretty good at it. But it was good to know that he didn't need to pull out of her own head too much. Tony was trying, he really was, but he wasn't perfect or even really all that good with processing emotions.
"I brought you basic coffee," he repeated with a little smile before he picked up his own cup. Normal coffee, not basic. "Clint groaned the whole time he made it. It was great. C'mon, I got something to show you." He didn't want to dwell too long on the sad, not when they had a really good distraction very close at hand.