"Man, that kid isn't in college yet? How long has it been?" He actually didn't know. Days blurred together. He'd not made anything in a long time, not since Ultron. If anyone asked, he wasn't afraid of what he could do, he was more afraid of what he could not do. And that was starting to become an issue for him, giving him many, many sleepless nights.

He was almost about to make an excuse to go when Steve finally spoke up. The call wasn't just a courtesy. He needed something. Of course he did. Tony could save them, not through innovating technology, but repairing what they had already mastered.

It had to be better than not being needed at all though...right?

""Yeah, all right. I can be there in half an hour," he told Steve and hung up on him. Rude, he knew, but as he stepped into his new suit, letting the metal close up around him, he knew that he didn't want to stay here any more.