A guest room. The remark spoke volumes of Tony's current state with their soulmates revelation and it didn't really surprise him. No one wanted to really be a soulmate of his, either before the war or now because of so much baggage. If he really thought about it did he want a soulmate either? The finality of it and the consuming strength others spoke of worried him, especially with all the expectations he faced and the enemies he collected over the years. It would be easier to not have a bond, to break it for them both.

"Thank you," he remarked, standing up after he set down the glass. "I should get ready. Did you still want to come with me to meet the team?" The director also had a mission for him already, it seemed it didn't matter he just woke up in the new era. They were throwing him head first without a safety belt into the deepest depths.