Hushed Willows There's a little gray area in there and that's where you operate.

 

BEST FEELS EVER RIGHT?

Stark didn't need Banner to go over the top and accept his apology for what it was. They'd made their own peace and all, everything was fine, and he was okay with the state of things. They'd be alright. They were always alright. He'd never suggest that things were always good between them - but it was a far cry from how things with him and Cap ever were. He was grateful for the excuse to just press right on and ignore the unpleasant memories in favor of other things - most which involved finding friends that might still be around. 

Was it horrible if Stark couldn't exactly remember who his friends were? 

He'd been friendly with several wolves but as far as lasting friendships went - well, there he felt he faltered. He wouldn't call Grace a friend anymore, not after she'd walked out on them with Trick of all creatures. And Trick was just....not worth it. He'd never been worth it. He'd had a couple others die, and who knew what had happened to Mordecai and Harlyn - but he had Banner, and they were going to find Valette, and that had to be good right? "Stone circle," He said quickly, thinking back to the last time he'd seen Valette. He'd come to her borders and while he didn't exactly remember too much about it's name he knew the general area. As long as they hadn't moved....well, it wouldn't take too long to head down there. 

"Big question is do we wanna just head straight there or hunker down for the night? I could catch something for us if you wanted to find somewhere to sleep." Because Stark expected that neither of them were in any rush to spend the evening in the shadow of everything they'd had and lost.