Tony's gaze slides over those bruises before he drops Jack's arm. Tapping his thigh he licks his lips and looks away. Yeah? He just says get out and Jack'll be gone? Is that how this goes in Jack's mind?

"...You remember that speech I gave at your wedding? Some cutesy little thing about Sofia and me meeting at a movie theater and her making me walk her home from school every day?" Reaching above the fridge he grabs a dusty first aid kit, yanking it out from beneath a stack of phonebooks. A gray tabby meows indignantly and hops down, bouncing off Jack's shoulder before landing on the counter. "We didn't. She caught me trying to jump off a bridge."

And suddenly it maybe makes a lot of sense why Tony's always been around. And just what Jack's taken from him. "So shut your piehole and get in the damn shower, Dawes."