After this one, Silver felt like he had intruded, but Tony didn't feel the same, not even a little.
I can see how being a hot woman can be handy, Tony said, laughing. Silver disapproved of his cavalier attitude, but he couldn't really argue. He understood better the impulse to move away from the blood and the nightmares, and further he had used a new identity in much the same way.
Tony was less amused by that. Spies. It was not complimentary.
"As if you hiding behind your little games are any different," Silver retorted, feeling childish and resentful in the midst of all these emotions that weren't his. Before Tony could argue, someone else took over.