Embarrassing as it is to admit it, even if only to himself, Tony’s had a lot of panic attacks in his life. He recognizes the signs now, both in himself and other people. Bruce doesn’t look like he’s having an attack, but he looks like he is panicking, and the grip he has on his hand only serves to reinforce that belief.
“Hey, Bruce.” With his other hand, Tony grips him on the shoulder and gives him just the tiniest shake. “Breathe. I can’t remember where we keep the paper bags, but if we have some, I’ll go get one.”
It’s a bad attempt at humor, he knows, but it’s becoming clear to him that maybe he should have presented the good news before the bad news.
“No one has it but me. After Killian, I had JARVIS search AIM’s databases. Maya’s. Anyone connected with them. Maya guarded her secrets, she didn’t give it to anyone else. She’s dead. Everyone who’d been given the serum is dead and their bodies have been destroyed. The databases are wiped. There’s only one person who knows what it is and how to make it. That’s me. It’s always been me. And I’m sure as hell not going to weaponize it.”
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“Hey, Bruce.” With his other hand, Tony grips him on the shoulder and gives him just the tiniest shake. “Breathe. I can’t remember where we keep the paper bags, but if we have some, I’ll go get one.”
It’s a bad attempt at humor, he knows, but it’s becoming clear to him that maybe he should have presented the good news before the bad news.
“No one has it but me. After Killian, I had JARVIS search AIM’s databases. Maya’s. Anyone connected with them. Maya guarded her secrets, she didn’t give it to anyone else. She’s dead. Everyone who’d been given the serum is dead and their bodies have been destroyed. The databases are wiped. There’s only one person who knows what it is and how to make it. That’s me. It’s always been me. And I’m sure as hell not going to weaponize it.”