Tony was about to make a flippant comment, but Pepper was so close, her hair brushing against his face. His breath caught, and in spite of himself (really, really in spite of himself) all he could do was relax against the pillows, happy enough.
For the moment.
"Are you staying here? Did they get you a room or something?" His voice was still rough from the ventilator tube, but even so it was a little subdued at the moment.