It’s nothing. I’m just thinking aloud to myself.
Oh, brother. Does it help to know that listening to people while they work out their thoughts is what I /do/? Not in a paid manner, either. *coaxes* Come on, talk to me.
So you’re either a telepath, or a really adamant shrink.
Empath, actually. You’re good at this, Mr Stark. My perception is already changing. *smiles with laughing eyes*
What can I say. I’m good at these games.
But your worry, your pain, your heart is not a game. Come, come, tell me. I’ll hold your secrets.