That sounded about right, making Tony snort and nod slowly, then shake his head, totally not laughing at her, impossible. "I'm not worried," he promised, but his smile faded into a small frown of concern as he watched her. Pietro didn't really make for a positive influence, and with Wanda obsessing over her own fantasy-freedom, that left a whole building full of people Tony didn't know nearly enough to trust to keep the worst habits of the happily married from amplifying. "Pietro doesn't really have any other friends, does he?" Tony asked apropos of nothing, not exactly agonizing over it but with a weary resignation. There was always something else Tony had to do.