"So am I," he said. He looked as though he were fifty years older, deep lines in his face as he got up from the bed, sliding Pepper gently out of his lap and settling her closer to the other. At least they were together was all he could think. "I'll....once this is over, I'll arrange for something to be done with them." Then he thought about something as he slipped his hands in his pockets, staring at the two of them. "I wonder if you die here, do you go back to your timeline? Maybe she's happy even if she had to suffer so much here."
But he couldn't look at the two of them any longer and so he turned away, then wrapped his arm around Remy's waist. "We'll lock the door behind us. I don't want anyone near this room until I figure out what to do." Maybe it was weird he was clinging to them like this, but she was still his friend and he owed them a decent burial or whatever.