After Peter calmed down, Tony began to lightly pry Peter from his seat at the table and lead him into his car. Peter was now calm, and Tony felt, the worst of it, until the funeral of course, was over.
They began to drive back to the compound in silence. Thousands of thoughts were running through Tony's mind. He was thinking, that although he was already Peter's legal guardian, was he expected to adopt Peter?
Of course he would hesitate too if that's what Peter wanted, but should he ask? Should he let Peter bring it up? Should he ask soon? How long should he wait before he asks?
So many question were running through his brain, but one stood out more than the rest. Was Peter okay? He knew that Peter was upset, remembering how he felt when his parents were killed.
Pushing the thought aside as he turned into the compound. He parked in the garage and turned to Peter. Just at first glance he could tell Peter was upset, but he could also tell that Peter had gotten slightly better since he arrived at the hospital.
"Hey kid, how you doing?" Tony asked.
"I'm fine, I'm glad your here." Peter answered with a shaky voice.
Peter's answer made Tony's heart hurt. He felt so bad for the kid, but he knew it would get better. He reached over and started running his fingers through Peter's hair, which seemed to comfort him.
"Can we go inside?" Peter asked.
"Of course we can, Pete." Tony answered.
They made their way into the living room, where Natasha was reading a book. She looked up to see Tony and Peter and smiled slightly at the site of Peter, but it quickly faltered seeing Peter's tear stained face.
As Peter had been coming over every weekend, the avengers and Peter formed a close bond, they were almost like Peter's second family. And Pepper and Natasha were like his mother-figures.
Upon seeing Peter's distressed state Natasha quickly got up and walked to Peter.
"What's wrong Honey?" Natasha asked sweetly.
"...It's Aunt May, she's... she's gone." Peter said, and began to sob again.
Natasha didn't say anything else and quickly pulled Peter into a hug, letting him cry into her shoulder and singing a Russian lullaby to him.
Although Tony presence had comforted Peter, it was different when receiving this level of comfort from a female. As May was, obviously, a woman, it was the closest he could get to hugging her.
Once Peter's tears had dried, Tony, much to Natasha's resistance, coxed Peter out of Natasha's arms and led him into his bedroom.
He took off Peter's shoes and layed him down in his bed. Covering him with the comforter, and turning off the light. Peter, being exhausted from the day's, overwhelming, activities, welcomed sleep, and soon fell unconscious.