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You know what to do.

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[ He really was at the end of his emotional tether, from a number of directions and Stark's words hit him all levels of wrong.

For a moment, Adrien felt his breath slam into his chest and then seem to stop moving through his lungs. It was like suffocating while standing upright. Inside his own skull, he felt like a pingpong ball was ricocheting against bone, thoughts flying every which way, with no one clear reasonable response standing out above the others.

He reached back and gripped at the short hair just above his nape, a half measure from the temple to temple grasp he wanted to indulge in. Tony wasn't aware of it, wasn't aware of any of the emotional land mines he'd triggered with that entirely reasonable statement. It truly was ludicrous, impossible ...

hopeless. ]

Yeah. [ He said, softly after a moment and in the moment after that, he dropped his hand away. ] Yeah, right. Tall order .. ridiculous.

[ Taking a deep breath, Adrien seemed to collapse in on himself even as he straightened, hands going into the pockets of his uniform as he looked back at the Ingress and then to Tony. ]

I shouldn't have wasted your time calling you down here.

[ Tony doesn't appear cowed by Adrien's sudden meltdown. He just drives the conversation onward in spite of it. ]

I said it would be a pain in the ass. I didn't say we should all roll over and give up without even bothering.

[ The keen eye that had back tracking him earlier is back, sharper this time. The current situation is stressful, sure. People are dead and haven't come back. People are crippled with no clear path to recovery. The ship is in shambles. It's enough to drive even well-adjusted people to their limit, and there are no well-adjusted people in this room.

But this reaction isn't about just that, plain and simple. There's no way. ]

This isn't just about the Ingress. So, what?

[ Hadn't they originally connected over the fact that Adrien understood Tony was a genius? Should it surprise him that the man could be an insightful bastard; nope.

For a moment he just looked at his roommate before he shook his head and looked past Tony and towards the Ingress. ]

Now's not the time. [ He said in a quiet tone. He wouldn't insult Tony's intelligence by trying to pretend there wasn't something, but as Stark already recognized, there were no well-adjusted people in this room. ]

If you're not insisting it's impossible, well ... you're the social butterfly, who or whom would you tap for such a task?

[ He lets it go. Don't ever say he was never magnanimous. ]

Hey, I've been here just as long as you have. [ But if he really has to stop and think about it... ] Shepard, maybe.

[ There was an irony to this situation that Adrien probably would never go into. Tony offered up a name that the doctor had actually considered himself, despite his previous experiences.

But it still forced a choked off ... something.

At least he caught himself and in the next moment he nodded. ]

Her and possibly Cortana. Have you talked to either of them?

[ One eyebrow ticks upward, but he doesn't comment. ]

I've worked with both of them in various capacities, yeah. [ Shep down in engineering, Cortana on projects more personal - it's not that he trusts them necessarily, at least not in a personal or meaningful sense. But he's aware of some of their skillsets. ] They're competent, which is saying something.

From you? Definitely.

[ It was a weak ass attempt at humor that probably fell flat. ]

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