[He feels mildly uncomfortable sitting here watching this, because he's pretty sure this is the most tender he's seen Howard be...ever. If he could get up and leave he would, except he's still feeling sick and he doesn't want to leave Maria anyway.
He nods, and JARVIS is already bringing up scans of Tony and Howard without being prompted. Tony flips through them, thankful neither they nor Maria appear to have suffered any permanent damage. He enlarges the readings so Howard can see them too.
He looks up from the screen when he realizes Howard's talking to him still and not Maria, frowning slightly.] She's my mother.