(at least, he's not the type to make the same mistake twice. he'll mull over it, think it over, improve, try another day. he knows he won't ever run from her again, he can't imagine ever hurting her like this. couldn't handle if he ever did.

his hand takes hers to his lips, a kiss as he nods because neither signed up for this place, but if it weren't for it, they wouldn't have found each other. he gets it - it's all too complex for them to keep trying to dissect it like it were an experiment they have to find an answer to. maybe they can just live it, figure out as they go, and try not to focus on the past, but in the future.)

... But then, it'd erase Mister Stark's... Everything off of it. I just have to... Deal with it, I guess. Be better myself. He told me once... 'If you're nothing without the suit, then you shouldn't have it', and I think... I think it goes here, too.

(he doesn't even know if thanos kept his promise to leave stark alive. it's all he has. he can upgrade it, at most, a little bit... but it hurts to think he might not have that around him anymore.)

... I feel that, too, Gwen.