“You really haven’t been here in a few decades,” Tony laughs, causing Rogers behind them to jerk awake again. He actually makes a startled cry, which causes the older human to to hook an arm over the back of the couch and blink at him. The blond looks disoriented and then a little embarrassed. “Pick one of the rooms, Rogers. Actually sleep.”

It might be the kindest thing Tony’s said to the guy. Ever.

He settles his chin on his hand and looks back to Loki. “Reform takes a lot more work than one day of being a decent guy. I should know. We should go to bed too.”

He gives Loki’s legs a tap to indicate that he wants to get up as Rogers thanks him and shambles out of the room. Tony doesn’t watch him go, gaze focused solely on Loki.

“Or do you want a separate room too?”