The small smile Pepper gives him in return is sad, even if there's a similar warmth in her own gaze, silent as he watches her. This has been a surreal night, and Pepper is kind of dreading how it will unfold after they separate. She doesn't know how she's going to navigate this strange world, but she can't hang her hopes on this facsimile of her husband, either. Suppose she does need to try to find Jane Foster and map out her options going forward. It's her turn to watch him when he calls the suit to him, swallowing a bit thickly at the goodbye; it's hard not to hear anyone else in those words but her own Tony.

Tearing off the band-aid, she lets the helmet of her own suit pull back over her head, the eyes glowing bright blue as the HUD comes online. "Goodbye, Tony." Be safe.

Assuming she doesn't have to worry about the Legion droids this time, she fires up the repulsors and lifts off the platform with a bright flare of thrusters, taking back to the skies with a heavy heart.