It was Tony's turn to take his sweet time sipping his coffee after he had stared at Cassie with a frown, took a breath as if to retort, then just sighed and leaned forward to take up his cup. He still paused before taking a drink as if whatever he was going to say really did need to come out, but he kept it down again and just kept a judgmental eye on her as he swallowed his coffee. So that's what this was about. He was selfishly running his company and helping the Avengers fight off threats, neglecting to set aside any time to take Stature for some exercise. Did she pull this with Steve, too, or was it just him that deserved to be harassed because he didn't have enough to do?
"You know what would be really helpful?" he finally proposed, setting his coffee down to sit forward with his fingers steepled over the desk. "If I could get some work done without being distracted so that I could have five minutes to myself at the end of the day. Then maybe I could give those five minutes to you." That was a lie. If he had five minutes, he would be in the garage giving them to Iron Man. But it was a nice thought.