"There were more important things to worry about," Steve said dismissively, smoothing the fabric back down, and glancing back behind Tony with a frown, turning and leading the way back to the med ward.
"...He shot me," he explained, "I got most of them out, but I think some of them fractured. He may have moved some of them when he was threatening me, I can't be sure." He hadn't told Tony the full extent of what had gone down at the tower. He still wanted to avoid discussing the fall, but if he was going to examining him the bruises were going to be more difficult to explain away.