Tony was pleasantly surprised to find that he didn't need to use the screwdriver to pry off any of the plates. All it took was a soft touch at just the right angle--and Tony was far more delicate with tech than he ever was with people--to make the first plate slide smoothly off.
And then, bombshell number one: Barnes was awake when somebody was cutting his arm off. Tony froze at that, because he knew far more than was in any way comfortable about having someone cut into you while you couldn't do anything but scream. And as much as he didn't like Barnes, it certainly wasn't something he wished on anybody.
(Un?)Fortunately, bombshell number two distracted him from the cold shudder that went down his spine. HYDRA? His head snapped around to look at Rogers.
"What--Nazis? Rogers, that would make this thing 70 years old."
He turned back to Barnes, searching for--what? Confirmation? Correction? He wasn't totally sure at this point what would be better.
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And then, bombshell number one: Barnes was awake when somebody was cutting his arm off. Tony froze at that, because he knew far more than was in any way comfortable about having someone cut into you while you couldn't do anything but scream. And as much as he didn't like Barnes, it certainly wasn't something he wished on anybody.
(Un?)Fortunately, bombshell number two distracted him from the cold shudder that went down his spine. HYDRA? His head snapped around to look at Rogers.
"What--Nazis? Rogers, that would make this thing 70 years old."
He turned back to Barnes, searching for--what? Confirmation? Correction? He wasn't totally sure at this point what would be better.