"I've seen it," Tony assured, looking a little on the offended side himself, both because Thor could eat that much and still be fit and because Peter, with an also off the charts metabolism, was also complaining. "I miss pancakes," he said with a wistful sigh. Although, admittedly, he wasn't sure he'd ever actually eaten at an IHOP. But pancakes were pancakes, right? "But. Yeah. That's definitely a good plan. No reason not to be as efficient and waste free as possible. There's not much because we're not many, but the space isn't big either." The last thing he needed was someone getting any ideas about trash bonfires.
"But you've dealt with them before?" He asked, curious -- particularly about the giant six armed spider part. "Okay -- wait." He couldn't help but hold a hand up, like he needed to pause everything in order to get his head around this. "How-- no. How did you fix it, is the question?" Not for the first time, Tony thought about Extremis, and how in the right hands with the right equations, he might be able to actually help. But that research wasn't readily available.