There she was. Tony froze for a beat before carefully craning his neck to apologetically meet her eye, feeling every bit like he had been doing something deliciously despicable under that scrutiny and guiltily insisting, "Nothing." Except he really had been doing nothing; or, nothing to be guilty about, but now he'd gone and ruined it and even he wouldn't believe himself trying to weasel out of this one. Maybe she was still asleep enough to be gullible. "I was just making sure you were okay. Are you okay?" See, he didn't believe that, and he had just been doing it.