Stark snorted, rolling his eyes. "She'll try. I'll smile sweetly, remind her that it's my house and my explosives and then she'll spin spin spin things so that I come out looking better than I am," he admitted with a grin.

It was a smile that faded quickly.

"Arthur, whatever you might hear in the media, remember that I miss you and you're part of my life." He would have to play, pretend that he had lovers and all that came with the life he'd had before all of this. "Remember that."