"Days," Tony echoed, with the same emphasis she had taken on 'seconds', but his smirk did not quite hold through her standing. Instead, he was briefly puzzled, not sure if this had stopped being a game, then incredulous and amused.
He wasn't above flagrantly backpedaling, not in a situation like this. Still seated, he held both hands up defensively, saying, "Do I at least get a handicap or something? Tie one hand behind your back?" Only with his admitted subordinance clear did he stand, still with one hand out to stay attack, the other smoothing down the front of his shirt.