[Tony blinked once as Steve drifted closer and then vanished again just as quickly, but all he did was huff out a quiet sigh. Not like he had any real way of explaining himself anyway.

Instead, he focused on gingerly slipping into the clothes that had been left out, concentrated even more on not thinking about who they belonged to, and went to hang the towel back up before he padded back out into the other room to find his erstwhile host.]

So hey. I'm...pretty handy. And it seems like I owe you. If I'm gonna be here for a bit, I could probably fix a few things. If you wanted.