Sure, Tony knew, but Tony had walked out of his hell (Temple of Doom? Was that a real place?) with a new reason to live, and it didn't look like Danny had anything left. And he was right, Tony wasn't anybody's therapist, he wasn't looking for Danny to unburden here; that was way more intimate than Tony was prepared to get with a guy with that kind of crazy in his eyes. He did need the information, though, if he was going to fix this. That was what he did, after all. And that was a pretty strong start.
All Tony said for some time was, "Okay," accepting what Danny had volunteered and not pushing him for more until he was ready to tell it without looking like he might cry. If he wanted to cry, Tony could call Wanda down here, she could probably handle that better. If he wanted to keep it together, though, he came to the right man. Taking his time, letting them both have a moment to breath and recollect after Danny's confession, Tony sipped quietly at his coffee then carefully set it on the table before rising and heading for his desk.
"That whole area was a wash," he brought them back around as if they had never taken the detour. He shrugged, a poor apology, but there wasn't anything else he could do. "New York was hit hard, but most of my money went out West for the rebuild, and I was already hurting by then. It was you that did a lot of the restoration here, Hammer took care of his own back yard, you know, everyone was spread thin." Tony was just talking then, casual and drifting in and out as he searched around his desk and eventually produced a memo. "I wasn't just going to leave whatever magic fucking bullshit you kept laying around just to sit under rubble for some fucking kid to find and ruin my day, though," he finally got to the point as he wandered back, waving a piece of paper between two fingers.
He didn't join Danny on the couch again, though, looking skeptical, waiting for Danny to figure out that Tony knew just handing what he had scavenged back to him was a bad idea. It wouldn't be a good idea until Tony was assured that Danny was stable and at least had a safety deposit box.