"I'm better at worrying than not worrying," Stark said. "I'm trying. But... ok. I don't want to have a 'bad trip' I want to just relax. With both of you. Just not... like that."

"Your loss," Chiana told him but her tone was gentle. As was the touch of her hand when she reached out to touch his shoulder. She did let her fingers slide down his arm but she was Chiana. Of course she did.