"Doesn't mean she didn't try to take credit-" Wait. Wait. Tony's eyes snap up and over, the tension holding his spine so painfully straight dropping away the moment Rhodey calls him by the name that's kept him sane since he was 14 and trying so desperately hard to fit in.

In light of, well. Not knowing if he survived, not knowing if he'd remember, not knowing if he'd ever make it back, Tony considers his reaction entirely warranted. He doesn't so much hug Rhodey as pull him in and cling. Arms wrapped around him tight, face pressed to his shoulder, breath hitching. He's fine. He remembers. "Don't scare me like that, Honeybadger."