"I could stop that with a number of ways if that's what you want." Which was true. He could hypnotize her, make her forget how she felt for Tony Stark, or he could do something a little more conventional to start her on a road to heal from it. "I won't riddle you with words like that. If you are someone like me who has all the time in the world, it doesn't ever really help wounds heal. All it does is prolong the time you have to live with it. Here," he said and wiped his mouth before standing up from his chair. "I know we've not finished dinner, but we'll take it with us." Suddenly, the pair could hear soft music from an unknown origin, something very classical. He took off his jacket and laid it over the back of his chair and held out his hand to her. "Healing process begins now. Don't waste another moment on it."