[ Her throat works, finding it suddenly hard to breathe. She tears her gaze away from him, staring into the fire instead for several long moments. Bereft of words. Grieving. She knew there was a chance she wouldn't be the only casualty of their dangerous endeavor, but Tony...
Oh, god. Pepper. Morgan.
It takes her a moment before she can draw her composure back under control, eyes stinging. She takes a deep, shuddering breath, lets it out again. ]
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Oh, god. Pepper. Morgan.
It takes her a moment before she can draw her composure back under control, eyes stinging. She takes a deep, shuddering breath, lets it out again. ]
Shit.