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"Tony," she said softly, "you saved the President. You saved me. You blew up all the suits. What are you still afraid of?"

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

Three hours later, the whiteboard was covered in calculations for a suit that could deploy from a wristwatch. Tony stepped back, breathing hard. His scar itched. His heart pounded—with excitement, not fear. iron man 3.rar

His hand hovered over it.

But the tingle in his hand became a tremor. The tremor became a need. "Tony," she said softly, "you saved the President

He drew a single arc. Then a chest plate. Then a helmet.

No. He'd promised Pepper. No more suits. No more sleepless nights welding titanium alloy. No more near-death experiences. What are you still afraid of

Pepper erased the whiteboard with her palm. Tony flinched, then didn't.