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[uninvincible]

[ That's exactly it, isn't it? They're hovering. Suspended over a lake of fire just enough so the flames singe their edges-- so that they burn and blister their skin, but not enough to kill. That's what true torture is; Tony knows that better than anyone. It's having the end--blissful rest--so close, but always edging out of reach.

And of course Tony knows what's happening, Natasha, he knows everything. But, conversation. ]

Lay it on me.

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[Conversation. It's not a question Natasha asks because she thinks Tony doesn't know. She asks rhetorically, because she expects he does.]

Lucifer's little experiment. The suburbs. You get to give that one a pass?