[Tony's about to go over to Gene when a sudden aftershock of dread from Gene's memories freezes him in his tracks. //a cold armored hand wraps around his throat, tighter and tighter-- then Zhang releases him, flinging him across the room with inhuman strength--//
Okay. Armor: bad idea. No armor. He stands and shucks the suit, then walks to Gene and kneels beside him. (He worries briefly about the ring, but unless he has catastrophically misread the situation, Gene is in no shape to be trying anything underhanded.)] Maybe. [Hey, he's not gonna deny it. You are totally the worst, Gene.] But you can be better. We... we can start over. Like you said. [Gingerly, he puts his hand on Gene's shoulder.]
the fucked-upest fuck-ups that have ever fucked up
Okay. Armor: bad idea. No armor. He stands and shucks the suit, then walks to Gene and kneels beside him. (He worries briefly about the ring, but unless he has catastrophically misread the situation, Gene is in no shape to be trying anything underhanded.)] Maybe. [Hey, he's not gonna deny it.
You are totally the worst, Gene.] But you can be better. We... we can start over. Like you said. [Gingerly, he puts his hand on Gene's shoulder.]