“ i don’t imagine i’ll ever miss the talk of the trees,” charles attempts to humor himself as he approaches the other man ─ tony stark. he thought of that concept , the one that stuck like an unwanted neighbor. nearly the kind that brought his attention to the issue tony had gone through , during that strange hell. with a drink in hand , he swirls the amber liquid , eyes gazing around the groups of people who happened to just be so lively ─ given the events that took place. the situation , the dead end.
though this was , charles’ attempt at conversation. even a poor one at that , but at least he was trying given the circumstance. he narrows his eyes at the other , wondering about the soda machine ─ while not wanting to offend , if there was any room for it.
“ this realm has me believing , that ─ this very moment ─ exists different in a far off universe. do you believe in such marvels , mr. stark ? “
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