Open your eyes wide and force those hot and humid saline back, "..."

Batman looked at Tony: "Why didn't you tell. Did you tell Pepper about your resurrection?"

"...no." Just now, the steel battle armor that was still breathing fire slowly lowered a little, as if to show the master's emotions.

Tony opened his mouth, suddenly didn't know what to say, and didn't know where to start: "..."

"Sissy was three years old when I left."

"It'd be nice if it was a brat, but it's a little princess. I mean, she's so cute."

"Look at what I have left for her... She is still so young... She should have the most doting father in the world, who will hold anything she wants in front of her. But I... I only give her Left a plate of...whatever that is! I should have been there, every birthday from three to six, instead of having her...looking at that plate—”

There was a long silence in the corridor.

Tony seems to have sorted out his emotions in the steel armor: "At least after I recover. I will go back to find them. I don't know how I will decide later, maybe this time I will really put down this armor, maybe I will It's all bullshit right now."

"Hey, you're a father of four. Tell me, if you miss three years of your child's development, will she forget you? I mean... what should I do to show her love?" Tony He made a gesture, "Buy her the most expensive Lego? Buy her an entire castle? Or a little dress that can fill an entire castle?"

Although he did raise four children, Batman, who was really inexperienced, was caught off guard and faced the problem of the century: "..."

Batman, who actually does a terrible job with his own housework: "..."

Batman: "...sincerely."

Batman: "...frankly...?"

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