Pietro had hoped his previous surgery might have convinced everyone he wasn't going to drop dead at any moment, but he was doing his best to put up with everyone fawning over him. He was almost looking forward to Barton's snark at this point, anything to avoid all this unnecessary concern over his health.
His gaze flicked to the lone sad balloon, lips curling.
"Is this really a balloon occasion?" he asked, smoothing his fingers through his hair, and sparing a smile through his sarcastic voice.