Peter's nerves were pretty obvious. But Tony wasn't going to be the person to point it out. There was no point -- plus it wasn't like he was the most relaxed person in the world either.
He sat at the edge of his bed, hands holding his weight behind him, although he probably would have been better off fidgeting with tools or anything else, really. "Yeah," he said, "I've heard about this battle, or, well, how it ended."