Deep down, Pepper did not want to meddle in other people's business. She was just an ordinary woman. If she had never met Stark, then even if she had been able to put her managerial talents to use, she would still have been an ordinary person.
When she had fallen on hard times and worked at a convenience store, she had suffered every kind of humiliation—mockery from the media and ridicule from passersby. Could she pretend those things had never happened? Why did she have to turn around and save them now? What did it have to do with her whether they lived or died?
But she had to do this, because she was Tony Stark's wife. She could do as she pleased over trivial matters and throw little tantrums, but when it came to major issues, she had to stay in step with her husband.
That was her principle for dealing with the world. If Stark wanted to be a good person, she would help him save people. If Stark wanted to be a bad person, she would follow him in killing and setting fires. People could say she had no principles, but that was simply how she thought and acted.
Her armor equipped itself at high speed. It was now a completely new suit.
Thanos had taught Stark a harsh lesson. The designs he had considered genius had been utterly crushed. Those flashy Vibranium blades and giant shields were nothing but jokes in the eyes of true experts. He had discarded all of them; those things simply were not practical!
Armor should play to the strengths of armor. There was no need to engage powerful enemies in close combat. Speed and firepower—those were the foundations of technological armor. The suit Pepper wore was a work that returned to