[ Pepper tries to ignore the occasional curious glance they're getting in the camp that she feels more than sees. Never mind them, people. She has to wonder how long this camp has been here -- not long, she guesses. She accepts the bottle with a murmured thanks, glad to be sitting down. Uncapping the bottle, she gives a tired smile at Tony before taking a small sip, cautious not to take too much at once despite her thirst. ]

No, I know better than to challenge you when it comes to being ridiculous and extravagant.

[ She softens the barb with a warm smile, teasing as always. She grows more serious soon, though, toying with the cap of the bottle absently as she gazes at him. She knows that out of the two of them she's probably worse off right now, but she can't help the gentle concern in her tone when she asks her question. ]

Are you okay, Tony? Honestly? You said it's been six months.

[ She can't even imagine the things he must have been through, if today is of any indication. ]