iron man, that's kind of catchy

This. This was familiar and safe. Tony could throw his mind into banter and cruise on auto-pilot. "Purely precautionary," he countered, rolling his head over, eyes still lowered (if he met Steve's, then, he feared that he'd be laid open bare, that Steve could see in them: I need you here with me more than ever, and not because they were the closest of friends, but just because this weird thing between them was the one thing remaining). "Only I'm allowed to blow things up," he finished and stood. So, maybe, he thought, some of that old Tony Stark from home had stayed with him. Then, good. Good. He needed that.