[ Goddamnit. Okay, Tony knows, the kid's smart and he isn't one for bullshit. Just like him. He'd been stupid to play otherwise for even a second-- that, and like most of the other Avengers, Peter's got more physical strength than he does and Tony couldn't pull his arm free even if he wanted to. He sighs heavily in a long-suffering sort of way and turns around, dropping Peter's bag to the floor beside him. ]

Okay. Well, you got the gist of it, yeah? Hell. We're in it.

[ He crosses his arms and leans one shoulder against the wall, watching Peter expectantly. ]

What else do you wanna know? One question at a time.