"I haven't, either. I'm not big on portals, either. They never seem to end up how I'd like." Usually it always had to do with space though, and Tony was getting pretty damned sick of that. Mind, plenty of people had seem to gone through it and come back just fine, so maybe it was about time he sucked it up and did it anyway. "If you don't want to, you definitely don't have to." Superheroes tended to do things they really didn't want to just because they couldn't help their martyr complexes. Maybe this once, they -- well, Peter -- could leave it to someone else.
Tony only shrugged. It had been a good suit -- sleek, wildly organic, something that suited Spiderman more than it did Iron-Man. It'd been a fun challenge. He'd kept it up even past the initial design. That'd probably been a good thing.
"Sure," he said instead, a little awkward, because maybe that hadn't been what Peter had been asking for but -- well. He seemed a bit run down. Not that Tony could talk. But sometimes talking helped. "No problem. You know." He waved a dismissive hand, because he didn't want to make it awkward and was probably making it more awkward by looking to avoid it. "Anyway. Washing machine."