"And what's that one?" Tony asked, squinting up into the sky and pointing.
Bruce followed the line of his arm. "Ursa Major. The Great Bear."
"How do you know them all?"
"I love stars. I always have. They make all my problems feel so insignificant." Bruce shrugged.
Tony nodded. "Thanks for bringing me out here, Bruce. It's beautiful." He shivered involuntarily, and Bruce noticed.
"Here, take this." He said, tugging off his jacket.
"Won't you be cold?"
Bruce raised his eyebrows. "You're not going to share with me?" Tony laughed and shuffled closer, and they fell asleep under the stars.