[ Very dryly, as Adrien uses Tony as his personal railing to regain his balance, ] Gee, you saw through my ploy to get you in my lap.

[ Once the doctor settles and Tony's convinced he isn't about to bolt for the hills (as well as he can on a fucked up leg, anyway) at the thought of being called out, Tony shifts his weight so that he can lean heavily against one of the nearby crates. Everything he can currently feel aches, which he's trying to ignore. ]

And anyway, I'm pretty sure I've run my mouth at you more than just about anybody else on this—

[ Ship he almost says, the phrase coming to him on instinct. The word sinks with his stomach and he lets it go. ]

It just really pisses me off to see someone beating me in the misery Olympics, given how I'm the undisputed best at everything I do.