Why wouldn't I be? is a blow to the ego, and whether she meant it intentionally or not, he certainly deserved it. Tony sighed and reached for one of the coffee cups before finding himself a seat perched at the very edge of the couch. As if in case the need came to flee the scene in a rush.

He watched the cat slink past to a quieter corner.

"No. But I'm never okay. Not okay is just my state of being and I accept that," Tony said, because what was the point of fighting it anymore. Nothing was ever going to be okay.