Great. His AI was telling on him again. He lifted a hand to rub at his eye but thought better of it. His sigh was telling. "I've had trouble sleeping for a long time. Usually I have more to do--" Tony smirked. "Should have had you be late for your leave," he said, but the chuckle was mostly disheartened and not at all amused. "Shit happens. Whoops, language, sorry." It wasn't even slightly amusing. There was no backing to those words at all.