[Howard glances over at the screen, exhaling a little himself, but he makes sure to keep the steady drip of water going between Maria's lips. He strokes her hair tenderly out of her face, whispering softly.] And you call me a work-aholic? I was home well before you were ... you need to wake up, all right? I didn't just cook dinner for myself here.
[He looked over at Tony, reviewing him again, before he spoke quietly.] You should have JARVIS do a scan on yourself. Just to make sure there's no nerve damage.
[There's a pause, before he keeps going.] Thank you.