"I don't really get sick." Because he hasn't been human -- just human -- for a while now either, and he knows it sucks and it's hard to relearn your body, but it's not the end of the world. Rich, coming from him, who once had to accept that the world wasn't ending because it couldn't end, because the Hulk would bring it right back, but he's gotten used to the relentless beating back against the rocks that life's started to feel like.

It's not like that as much with Tony, though. Tony makes him glad he'll see tomorrow.

Turning his head, he slowly and steadily kisses every bit of Tony's skin he can reach -- cheek, jaw, neck -- he doesn't stop until he covers it all.

"Right back at you. I hope you do know how much I love you. I mean, look at us. You wake up a vampire and we have a domestic squabble about something mostly unrelated."