I dunno, this chair is pretty kick-ass, now. Handles almost as well as the suit.

[That is an extremely reasonable worry, Charles, and one that Tony has been known to live up to so, uh. Yeah. Best to keep him out of the suit for a while yet.]

Peachy. [But he's reaching up to tug at his t-shirt, pulling the material taut so the light of the arc reactor can shine through] You know, other than having a hole blasted into my chest again. But I'm used to cardiac arrest at this point.

[He's making his way out of his room, now, at least. You don't have to ask him twice, don't worry.

Even he's not that much of an asshole.]