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They walked upstairs. The garage lights flickered off. And for one night, the man in the iron suit was just a man.

"Then figure it out," she said. "In the morning. With coffee. Not at 3 AM in a garage full of weapons."

Tony stood up. He walked to the whiteboard where he used to sketch armor schematics. It was blank. He picked up a marker.

"Happy?" said a voice from the doorway.

The garage had changed. No suits lined the walls. No Dum-E holding a fire extinguisher in nervous anticipation. Just tools. Grease. A half-built engine for a 1982 Alfa Romeo that would never run.

He hated the silence.

Pepper stood there in her robe, arms crossed. Not angry. Just tired. iron man 3.rar

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Pepper walked to the whiteboard. She studied the equations, the tiny sketches of repulsor arrays, the note in the corner that read: "Emergency only. I mean it this time."

"It's not real," Tony said quickly. "It's just—drawing. Like coloring books for engineers." They walked upstairs

Tony Stark still reached for his chest every morning. His fingers found soft cotton, not cold metal. No blue glow bled through his shirt. No faint hum accompanied his heartbeat. Just silence.

You built forty-two suits to cope, he reminded himself. What now?