[ his gaze is a bit sluggish, slow to catch up as peter appears in front of him. he crosses his arms over his chest like he's continuing the hug. ]

I saved your life.

[ tony's expression hardens. he's saved a lot of lives, but at what cost? he can't imagine this kid being dead anymore than he can picture himself the reason he's living, breathing; here in front of him now. ]

There was a time I'd have eaten up this ego-stroking. Actually, I'd be lying if I said- [ tony shakes his head. ] But it doesn't matter, Peter. Whatever happens... whatever is going to happen? That's on me. Otherwise you'd tell me right now what it was.