The assassin ignored Steve just the same as the other man did, glaring down Stark as he covered the gap in his arm with his free hand. Though the initial shock was over, whatever was touched was sensitive enough to continue stinging.

"It's not supposed to hurt," he shot back accusingly. "What the hell did you do?"

He'd managed to restrain himself enough to stay in the chair and not leap at Stark's throat again, but he was all too willing to continue the fight he'd started if the response he got wasn't good enough.