This had started out poorly enough that Tony shouldn't have expected to be able to sweep in and make it all look easy and sexy and get back home without a concussion, but he still sat up, kneeling on its back and happy to accept how easily the spider had submitted and without much thought as to how to actually contain it. By what he could see by the light of his RT, that outer shell hadn't even cracked but Tony assumed the thing could be disassembled with the proper application of force. Spider-Man (of course it was Spider-Man) was greeted with a half-hearted salute and Iron Man had only lifted his head to admit he was glad to hear Spidey's voice for once when the situation swung back away from easy and sexy.
Iron Man went 'whup!' instead and fell onto his face, flat against the uncooperative spider's back, fingers scrambling for grip only to squeal against the metal. It didn't matter, he was forced into place with each impact, bouncing his head down onto that infuriating shell and lighting up all kinds of annoying warnings about his shield integrity on his HUD. If he had an answer for Spider-man, it was drowned by the chaos. It was only when they reached the roof that Iron Man went hurtling away from his nightmare ride in a spray of rubble and a disoriented flail and flare of jets to attempt to reorient himself. He went sailing clear over the edge of the building and disappeared.