[Somehow never occurred to him that he might end up briefly in the memories of his not-mother and not-uncle. But here he is anyway, shaking after experiencing it. It's not real, he didn't experience it, but damn if he hadn't wanted to be there to take them both away from that.]

You know, in your position, I probably wouldn't have rested until Stark was dead. I get it. I...

I wish I could take this away. Give you a life that had been happier. Hell, even tell you that you had happier back home. But it's a lie. I don't think the universe likes Maximoffs very much.

So, uh... yeah. I'm just going to buy some beers or whatever. You know. For having. For you guys. Yeah.