Tony furrowed his eyebrows at Barnes--that was the question he had?--but then his attention shifted to Rogers. His mouth pressed into a scowl as he walked to the refrigerator, regarding Steve through narrowed eyes. Tony dug a few ice cubes out of the freezer and dumped them into his mug. Not the actual iced coffee he asked for, but this was good enough for the moment and his request would be fulfilled soon, provided Barnes could manage to run an errand without murdering anyone.

"Why not, sure," Tony replied. "Sharing is caring."

He took a sip, swirled the ice and coffee, and lightly touched the cooling mug to his face with a wince.

"Hit him," he told Barnes, pointing at Steve. "Pretend he's me. You know. Super soldier me."