Steve rolled his eyes, "Didn't do it on purpose."
"How?" Tony asked as anger boiled in his chest.
"Maybe the fact that the workshop is a disaster area?"
"Maybe you shouldn't have been in it after I warned you."
"Maybe you shouldn't let piece of live, open electronics lay around like that."
"Maybe you shouldn't come in my workshop for no damn reason."
"Maybe you both should shut up." Nick Fury said, his arms crossed, "It's both your faults any way you look at it."
"He started it." Tony muttered.
"Yeah, real mature, Stark." Steve sighed.
Tony glared at him, pissed more than he was relieved at his ally's safety, "Fuck off, Capsicle."
Steve opened his mouth to respond only to be cut off by Fury, "Enough. Both of you. Stark, if you can't behave, leave. Rogers, we don't need you to get worse so ignore Stark."
"Yes, Director." Steve said quietly before Tony stormed away.
Stark growled and ran a hand through his hair. Dammit all. Then he sighed. Well, Steve being able to argue with him was good, right? It meant Cap wasn't feeling that bad. Tony meandered into another room, giving its occupant a small greeting.
"How's he doing?" The patient asked.
Tony shrugged, "Well enough to piss me off."
"That's good then." Both men let out a chuckle.
"That's what I was thinking, Phil."