Tony almost looked as though he was going to argue, eyes wide and lips parted, then laughed with Steve, unable to defend the choice. Well, they had a good restaurant. Steve could have been thinking with his stomach, too. Hell, it could be argued that there was some grace to the choice; it was pretty much guaranteed that nobody else would be there. But Steve wasn't arguing it, so Tony bit his lip and nodded.
"Or we need to get out of their way," he suggested. Castle walls might just prolong the siege. Magneto knew exactly where to find them and they welcomed it, and anywhere they tried to build a fortress would be the next obvious target. "Get out of the city, take them up north and plant a vegetable farm. How long can we stay here?" Tony laid out, dropping his voice like he suddenly remembered there were others that might be listening. But that was so much more comfortable, drafting the plan, even on his knees in the dry grass.