Tony ordered a single-malt scotch on the rocks before turning back to Nat. He had no intention of getting into the gritty details of everything that transpired there, but he did want her to know some things. "I went to find Steve," he said, "To give him a heads up before the feds got him. I...I started doubting some things when Rhodey got hurt." Tony shrugged. "Whatever I believed," he added, "It wasn't worth risking you all." He paused so the waiter could place their drinks between them.
He took a sip, wincing slightly as it hit the spot. "Unfortunately, I found out something that sort of...changed everything. It is between Steve and I so I am not going to drag you into it, but..." He shot her a small smile. "I wanted you to know, I guess, I'm not a total jerk? I didn't want anyone getting hurt." He wanted to go easy on them. He said that in Germany. Things just escalated. "And, you know, back home? I'm getting married. It seemed strange not being able to send you an invitation."