"Val? What's going on?" Natasha had to ask. There was no way in hell they would let Tony walk out of here in his current condition. The nanites were doing their job, but Tony still had a way to go and hadn't even started physical therapy for his arm and leg yet. Something was not right and Natasha didn't have a good feeling.
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