There were six fully formed ways Tony could justify that before Wanda finished making her point, but Wanda didn't see them and Tony didn't know anymore if it was because he was looking steps ahead of her or the reasons were hollow. So he didn't say anything, easily responsive to her manipulation but his gaze not drifting any lower than the concern that twisted Wanda's brow until she let him go and looked away and he could, too, working his jaw like she had pulled him with some force or something still held him. That smoke in the parking garage felt like twelve hours ago.
"That'll get you employee of the month," he said bitterly to her misguided loyalty, his head bent over his mug that he covered with one hand, the other tucked against his chest where he would have found cigarettes in the breast pocket of his jacket, but instead just rubbed his fingers over the plate there. He wasn't sure yet himself how much of this was about saving his own ass, so far he was working without a blueprint, but he was pretty damn sure telling Nick that Mystique had Tony's confidence would buy her at least a second's worth of hesitation. All Wanda's plan got anyone was a pat on her ass for scaring up the terrorist while Tony played stupid for her. To her credit, Tony wasn't sure if Wanda really knew what the fuck her plan was, though. All Mystique had to do was change faces? Was that her Wanda's of affecting neutrality so Tony maybe didn't notice how she wanted to turn his girlfriend in? Or was it just so everything was easy and they could put this whole episode behind them and just forget about the mean old slut and maybe someone else would deal with her later?
"You can tell Nick whatever the fuck he wants to hear. I'll ask Ray if she has any strong feelings about us deciding her fate without her and if she had any new identities in mind because she can't have this one anymore and no one really cares anyway, not like we did for you when you fought your way off that island. While I'm there, I'll find out what she might have told Magneto and once I know what he knows I'll set the trap for him when he comes soaring in to cause havoc and we'll all look like fucking heroes." It started out dryly sarcastic and it just didn't stop until the vindication he'd suppressed finally made its way out.