"I know you. And I know you deserve better than what you have coming. I can give you more than what you have now. We can do things, together - imagine how many more people you could reach with my company's resources. Things don't have to go bad. I won't let them."

Tony presses an affectionate kiss to his cheek. His voice is soft, loving, reassuring. He doesn't want this to go bad. He wants this to be forever, and he wants to do this all over again, make Jesus gasp and come and hold him and then lay there like this, together, holding each other, Tony unashamed of the arc reactor for the first time in so long, finally at peace.