Nick had the nagging feeling that Stark was probably enjoying this. He wanted to hit him. Or shoot him. Maybe both at once, now that would be satisfying. Yeah, that suit could take a bullet. If they'd been alone, he probably would've seen what a .45 could do to Iron Man at point blank range. As it was he just sighed and flexed his fingers.
"Fine. I say we make for one of the hospitals to set up camp. Agreed?" It didn't matter if Stark actually agreed or not because that was what Fury was going to do. Still, there were appearances to put on.