Tony leaned back a little as he looked over at Ned, just sitting and staring. Nothing else. A hard blink broke the awkward silence that settled in after Ned's awkward smile as he squinted a little, soaking in the whole vibe and all available info going on right now.
"Super boring homework. Sure. Homework moment." He didn't think that was it at all and coughed a little as he sat up more too. He was into that whole mentor thing, which meant he would try to be a very hungover adult jumping to a possible (but uncomfortable) conclusion. "You know, if that's the stuff boys look at? Hot chick pics. Or maybe guy pics. Or both. You know what? It's all ok. Totally normal. Nothing to be embarrassed about. Miiiiiiight wanna be careful about where you're doing that, capisce? The lobby's a little...public."
Tony shrugged and took a long, long drink of coffee. At the same time, he stared straight forward, processing how vaguely traumatized this was for both of them and hoping he managed that chat as PC as possible. Probably not, knowing him.
Also? This coffee wasn't spiked, which he felt like he desperately needed for a moment like this. Better scramble for an escape route so they could both save face.
"I can keep heading back upstairs. If you don't have actual homework. That I can help with."