"I'm sorry for what I did"
"Don't worry about it"
"It was uncalled for, I should've never disrespected you like that" Tony continued.
Neora turned around to argue with the man but then suddenly stopped. She didn't really know what to say as she felt like she was looking at Mr. Tony Stark for the first time. He actually did seem guilty and rather uncomfortable in confessing his actions. The man was just playing around with his fingers as his eyes stayed on the glass table. It almost looked like he was waiting to be scolded, something his father must've done to him in the little amount of time that he had with Tony. Neora picked up her dress and walked over to the man and placed a hand on his shoulder, making him glance up and into her chestnut eyes.
"Don't be too hard on yourself... have a good night's sleep, Tony" Neora said in a gentle voice.
"No, I don't sleep, but you go right on ahead" Tony smiled to her as he waved her off.
"Why?" And then Neora realized, "The invasion. You've been left scarred by it"
"Well, when you put it that way" Tony rolled his eyes at her, "It's okay, I've grown accustomed to staying awake for as long as I can"
"You shouldn't have to, I'll stay by your side tonight to comfort you" Neora blurted out, "I'm a pretty light sleeper and will know when you're having a bed dream. You shouldn't have to be afraid of going to sleep at night"
"That isn't really necessary" Tony immediately shook his head, "You shouldn't have to do that. I mean, I'm sure your payroll doesn't even cover for that kind of service. I don't really want that to be hanging over my head right now. It would kind of suck, plus you would be technically working overtime which I don't really think would be a great idea"
Neora let out a light laugh as she just shook her head and walked over to her own room. Tony watched as she stopped by the doorway to glance back at him before she disappeared into her room. In all his years of "getting to know" women, he has never really met anyone who would dare to look over their shoulder at him. The gesture somehow made him really good about himself as he too went over to his room. He took out his PJs from a drawer, closed his eyes, and sighed as he braced himself for what horrid visions will come later tonight.
