Tony understood a thing or two about not wanting to appear weak in front of others, but, honestly, Rhodey was one of the strongest people he knew. He still felt guilty for what happened to him during their battle against Steve and the rest. Still, if there was one thing he learned since arriving in faux New York City? He couldn't let the anger and guilt consume him. He needed to focus on the present. And the present? Well, he was going to see his best fucking friend for the first time in what felt like forever.
His face betrayed how excited he felt. How could it not? Rhodey's greeting was just what he expected. "You can't punch a dead man, that is just not fair." It all felt perfectly them. He hurried across the room and didn't think twice about plopping next to his friend on the bed so he could hug him. "I've gone soft," he complained. "You left me way too long, Rhodes."
He didn't want to let go, but he also didn't want to cling like a child so he, after a moment longer, glanced at Nebula. "Look at you two! Roommates. And right next door. Come over for dinner anytime. Or for breakfast. Really, anytime. Thor likes my couch. Or the video games that come with it." He hoped Nebula already knew she was invited anytime. They already shared donuts as a family.