It was a month after the defeat of Ultron that they got their next big respite. The area surrounding the recent base of the Scavengers was almost clear. All the next avengers had fought hard and dismantled enough robots to last a lifetime. But the work had just begun. There was half the world to rescue. Tony couldn't help but feel bad for them. So when they asked him to accompany them to the trophy room of Ultron, he obliged.

It had been a silent trip full of reminiscing. The children had stood in front of their parents' displays for a while and then surrounded him requesting for stories about their parents and their life as an Avenger.

And so he told them about the pranks they played on each other, the embarrassing activities they did and the family they had come to be. He had received grateful smiles in return and well, if Pym got a lot of material to tease him from, he didn't mind. Living in a post-apocalyptic world wasn't easy after all.

The return trip was much more lively and joyful. Azari and Pym had been upto their usual antics while the older three were involved in an animated discussion about something.

And so, Tony had thought that the gloom and despair had disappeared from the children's minds. Therefore, Tony was a bit surprised when Torunn approached him wanting to discuss something important.

"Of course, Torunn come on in. Tell me what's troubling you? Is it something with our next battle?"

"No, it's nothing about the next battle. In fact, it is not about the fight at all. Well sorta." Torunn admitted. She had taken to speak normal English rather than the Asgardian words she used to substitute earlier.

"Well, whatever it is, you can let it out." He said gesturing for her to sit on one of the couches in the common room of the ship. The rest of the team had gone out for errands of their own.

"Now, what is it?" Tony asked sitting opposite to her.

"I wanted to talk to you about my dad." She confessed with an uncharacteristic shyness.

Tony suddenly had a foreboding feeling. He had expected this day to come but not so soon. Torunn had rejected her father's offer to accompany him to Asgard a month before but maybe she wanted to now?

He should be glad for her and he was but a major part of him did not want to let go of her. She was his only daughter in all but blood. But if she asked, he wouldn't refuse.

"Oh?"

"Um, yeah. Growing up in the dome, I wanted to be an Asgardian just like him- strong, noble and invincible."

Tony already didn't like where this conversation was going.

"But, I guess, you know that already. I used to request him to come and meet me and take me to my rightful home."

Tony internally winced. Did he really make her feel unwelcome in his makeshift little family?

"He never did." Torunn said with a heavy sigh.

"Torunn," he began ready to console her. He didn't care that he was still bitter with Thor for not helping or that he had failed her, he would do what was right now. And if it was sending Torunn to Asgard then so be it.

"No, Tony, please let me finish. My father never came all those years when I wanted him to. He did heed my last plea and send my sword back to me. And for that I will always be grateful to him. But I can't still help but feel a bit of resentment towards him."

Well, his feelings towards Thor be blasted. He didn't want Torunn to miss her moments with her father just because he was stupid enough not to once come and visit her.

"I hope you know," Tony began, "that wielding that sword had nothing to do with Thor. Saving you in space, yes, Thor can take credit for that but that sword it came to you because you were ready, you were worthy. Didn't I tell you about your father's first visit to Earth?"

He received a nod from the blonde in response.

"Good. Your sword had a similar incantation on it as Mjolnir. Once you became worthy of wielding its full power, it came to you automatically. So, don't think it was on Thor's command. Secondly, I am pretty sure your father had quite good reasons not to come."

That sounded lame.

"What I mean to say is that your father had the responsibility of the nine realms on his shoulders. It is not an easy task, Torunn, as someday maybe you will know first-hand. Do you understand what I am saying?"

With a smile, the young Asgardian nodded.

"Good. So, is that all or there is something else?"

"Actually, I haven't even come to my main point yet." She replied with a chuckle.

Okay, that wasn't the main point? What was then?

"Go on then." Tony motioned with his hand.

Torunn took a deep breath and said, "When my father asked me to come with him, I denied because I realized that I already had a family and a home here on Earth. There were James, Azari, Pym and Francis who I did not want to leave behind; not how my dad had left his team. Yes, they were my family, but I didn't want to go with him also because I realized that I already had a father-figure at home. A father-figure who had stayed by my side when I was learning something new, one who cleaned my cuts and held me when I cried, one who remained awake the whole night when I was suffering from fever."

Torunn wasn't the only one who was holding back tears when she finished speaking.

She looked up at her mentor and smiled, "It struck me today in the trophy room. Tony, you have always been there for me and for that I wanted to thank you."

"Come here kid." Tony opened his arms to invite her into a hug. They hugged briefly. "Was that your main point? Making me sentimental? Because you definitely succeeded if it was."

They both laughed at that.

"No, this is. It was James' idea, so I won't say that I came up with it, but I really liked it. And I realized I wanted to do the same. Tony, I have got two fathers: my biological one and one who brought me up. And I think it is hardly fair that I only carry the name of one."

Oh no. Did she mean? Tony was getting a very strong sense of déjà-vu.

"If you agree, I had like to change my name—"

"Alright, I will stop you right there. Look, not that I don't appreciate it, but I know Torunn that you respect me and are grateful. Is there really a need for you to change your name?"

"There is. I want to thank you in my own way and I honestly want to do this. Just hear out the name."

"Okay, go on."

"Good. Now, as I was saying I wish to change my name to Torunn Stark Thorsdottir. Please Tony. Please."

Tony sat back in his couch with a sigh. And then he started chuckling.

"Tony?" The daughter of the God of Thunder asked tentatively.

"Yes, Torunn, you can keep the name. And I am honored and thankful."

Torunn grinned. "Thanks so much, Tony! Wait till the others hear about it! Thank you, bye!" She said quickly and with an equally quick hug, left the ship.

Tony resumed his quiet laugh. He had a warm feeling spreading in his chest and he let go of some of the guilt he had been carrying around since the defeat of the Avengers.