"Believe me I know a lot about being powerless and having powers." said Tony. He let Peter get into the car but he didn't start it, as he let him settle into the seat.
"You know... when my mom died, it was like the end of the world. I blamed myself, blamed a lot of things, blamed my dad for taking her out on that road that night, blamed the car crash, blamed all of it. Most importantly, blamed myself for not showing my mom and dad a little more love that Christmas when they went out that evening. I was a real piece of work. Rude... sullen... and then I took over the company, worked myself up from my dad's ashes, built a company on the bones of people's lives."
Tony removed EDITH from his face, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "And then... boom. Just like that, got the creeping death stuck in my chest. I was a dead man walking. Nothing but a... magnet? And a couple of centimeters of shrapnel from digging into my heart and ending it all. So? I tried to escape... and I built, tried, and lost the first friend I had in the process. I still remember him running out of the cave, swinging that Stark Industries assault rifle like it was a pinata god..."
Tony heaved a shuddering sigh. "The point is Peter... I built my legacy on bones. You built yours... on good things. Real solid, good foundations, good lessons your uncle, your aunt, Happy, everyone gave you. Me? I gave you a suit, and apparently half my company with it. I'm nothing. What you take away is that you can work through December. It's a month that shouldn't drag YOU down, because you're worth more than moping about it."
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"You know... when my mom died, it was like the end of the world. I blamed myself, blamed a lot of things, blamed my dad for taking her out on that road that night, blamed the car crash, blamed all of it. Most importantly, blamed myself for not showing my mom and dad a little more love that Christmas when they went out that evening. I was a real piece of work. Rude... sullen... and then I took over the company, worked myself up from my dad's ashes, built a company on the bones of people's lives."
Tony removed EDITH from his face, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "And then... boom. Just like that, got the creeping death stuck in my chest. I was a dead man walking. Nothing but a... magnet? And a couple of centimeters of shrapnel from digging into my heart and ending it all. So? I tried to escape... and I built, tried, and lost the first friend I had in the process. I still remember him running out of the cave, swinging that Stark Industries assault rifle like it was a pinata god..."
Tony heaved a shuddering sigh. "The point is Peter... I built my legacy on bones. You built yours... on good things. Real solid, good foundations, good lessons your uncle, your aunt, Happy, everyone gave you. Me? I gave you a suit, and apparently half my company with it. I'm nothing. What you take away is that you can work through December. It's a month that shouldn't drag YOU down, because you're worth more than moping about it."