"You alright there, buddy?" He asks, resting his right hand on Cain's right knee. The demon blinks and his gaze shoots down to meet Tony's dark eyes.
He clears his throat, "Uh, yeah. I'm a little worn out but I have enough juice to take on the murder bot." He chuckles tiredly, then rests a hand over Tony's, rubbing comforting circles into his knuckles. "Maybe if you offer a game of catch with Jr, he'll stop and we can adopt him and Vision."
Tony's lips twitch, "We?" He asks teasingly. Cain pulls his hand off, his eyes wide and jaw slacked.
"Uh, I meant— I… we, as in… we, the A-Avengers. Adopted by the whole team, uh, F-Full House style."