Jesus, how many times was Fury going to hit him? He quietly inspected his nose while Nick went on a rant. Face coming up to scowl at that last accusation. “Magneto’s spy? What do I look like, Pyro? The Blob? That’s it. You’ve lost it.” Part of him was pleading with himself to back down, but ego and pride can be a very powerful thing, and Tommy had been knocked around with guns in his face all throughout high school. Not that this wasn’t bad. Very bad in fact.