[Ruined our lives. He had done that, hadn't he? Changed everything. He toyed with reality and now reality's completely flipped on its head, and he doesn't like it.
This isn't what I wanted. But he can't say that, either. It had all gone horribly wrong, and intentions meant nothing, now. He'd only been trying to help. To get stronger. He'd saved lives with that first spell, saved Tony and Jane, both. Pulled them out of nowhere. It was supposed to be more than fine. Perfecting that spell should have been a good thing.
If it's what caused this, the kidnapping, that power the Malnosso had forced into him, the faked murder, the spell he'd cast... then it's just one more good thing in his life that's been taken away.
Dammit. Dammit.
He takes the anger in silence, ready to hear and accept it all- the wrath of a friend his magic - he - had betrayed. He wonders what might have been said if Pepper hadn't stopped it, and he's tempted to stay just give Tony a chance to continue. If it's what he needs, if it'll make him feel better, if it-
....
He can't, though. He knows he can't. Hearing more of that will just break him, and he's already heard enough today. He thought he could handle it, handle it all, but... he was wrong. And really- what had he expected? Hugs and crying and forgiveness and we'll get over it? No. He'd done this to give them the truth, to give them a chance to decide, full disclosure, whether or not to be associated with him anymore. Now he has his answer, and that's what he'll have to live with.
He takes a step back, then another, nodding helplessly, his eyes blurred by tears.]
I'm sorry... I'm sorry--
[It's all he can get out, all he even tries to say. It's time to leave, just like she said. He twists, half-stumbles, and rushes for the stairs. Teddy's outside. Teddy's waiting for him. He needs to get out.
And after this? After what he did? He doesn't think he'll ever be coming back here again.]
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This isn't what I wanted. But he can't say that, either. It had all gone horribly wrong, and intentions meant nothing, now. He'd only been trying to help. To get stronger. He'd saved lives with that first spell, saved Tony and Jane, both. Pulled them out of nowhere. It was supposed to be more than fine. Perfecting that spell should have been a good thing.
If it's what caused this, the kidnapping, that power the Malnosso had forced into him, the faked murder, the spell he'd cast... then it's just one more good thing in his life that's been taken away.
Dammit. Dammit.
He takes the anger in silence, ready to hear and accept it all- the wrath of a friend his magic - he - had betrayed. He wonders what might have been said if Pepper hadn't stopped it, and he's tempted to stay just give Tony a chance to continue. If it's what he needs, if it'll make him feel better, if it-
....
He can't, though. He knows he can't. Hearing more of that will just break him, and he's already heard enough today. He thought he could handle it, handle it all, but... he was wrong. And really- what had he expected? Hugs and crying and forgiveness and we'll get over it? No. He'd done this to give them the truth, to give them a chance to decide, full disclosure, whether or not to be associated with him anymore. Now he has his answer, and that's what he'll have to live with.
He takes a step back, then another, nodding helplessly, his eyes blurred by tears.]
I'm sorry... I'm sorry--
[It's all he can get out, all he even tries to say. It's time to leave, just like she said. He twists, half-stumbles, and rushes for the stairs. Teddy's outside. Teddy's waiting for him. He needs to get out.
And after this? After what he did? He doesn't think he'll ever be coming back here again.]