"Oh, what, no snarky quip about me obviously not thinking? Wait, sorry, I forgot, you're a little slow on the uptake sometimes. You're welcome, I just did your snide remark for you." Tony ducked out of the way of Roger's warpath, inputting a few commands into his console. The suit needed a few minor repairs and calibrations. He would have just asked JARVIS to do it, of course, but he didn't want the AI to start taking the Captain's side. What a nightmare that always was. Best to keep them from talking to each other.

He really had no idea what the Capsicle was all angry about anyway. They had completed the mission, mostly, and Tony had managed to snag some important information from the mighty Viktor. Obviously Doom wasn't as smart as people liked to think if he left his secrets out in the open like that, ripe for the picking as JARVIS had made short work of his security protocols. Supervillain his ass.

"We did what we needed to do, Cap. No need to get your skin-tight spandex in a bunch."