Steve didn't listen to a word Tony said, did he? That was all right, Tony wouldn't either if he had a choice, but right then it was making his job difficult. "I'm serious," he insisted, hand high on Steve's back where he would feel it this time, holding him in place, trying not to show that he resented that laugh. He didn't really want Steve to stop laughing, he should have been glad that he was, whatever the circumstances. It, maybe everything, just made his chest ache and he thought soon he might not be able to breathe at all. There was no way to respond to Steve's promise.
"Okay, up," he announced with the final wound bandaged, stepping back to let Steve sit up. The rest still needed to be redressed, and Tony didn't know what to do about the bruising now, but his diagnostics at least told him there weren't any broken bones. In the area. "What else were you keeping to yourself?" he asked.