It's hard to make out the words amongst the fit of giggles Anna is currently lost in, but it's something along the lines of 'I can't carry you' as they wander down to the harbour. It had been her idea to go to the docks in the first place - Tony is well and truly drunk at this point. It's partly her fault, it wasn't exactly a fair competition when 'lets get drunk' turned into 'who can drink the most', but in all fairness she hadn't quite realised how much they had consumed.

Now they're staggering along with Anna's arm wound tight around Tony's waist for support. She's swaying a bit herself but it's mostly just for show. Her grin is loose and easy going. She's laughing and it's genuine, and that can be put down to the pleasant buzz from the alcohol she's consumed - easily enough to put a regular person in hospital with alcohol poisoning but barely enough to get her tipsy. As they wander out closer she's vaguely aware of the tremor, but it doesn't really register. It's not until the shaking begins to really set in that she actually grows concerned, and the giggling and playing cuts off immediately.

"Tony, I think we should-"

And then the docks collapse under their feet, and Anna is suddenly back on the after of solid ground, very noticeably minus one Tony Stark.