Tony rose. Now that the fire was properly tended, he felt he could move on.

"That's all." He said everything that was in him to say about the matter. No matter how much Thor wanted to argue it out, it just wasn't in him. He kept facing the fire.

"It's hard. For everyone. You, most of all. It's...far away from me." Words weren't in him either, apparently. He removed his glasses, wiping down his tired eyes with a sleeve. It came back wet. He put his glasses back on.

"It's all far away."