Tony always felt uncomfortable with close contact with those he didn't know well, but he let Ned hold onto his hand too long. He was a kid in a crazy world and Peter's best friend so it was the least he could do.
He nodded along when Ned mentioned still waking up. He recalled how disoriented he had been when he arrived and imagined it was worse for...he guessed Ned was somewhere between 16 and 18.
"Don't worry about money, kiddo." Tony waved his hand dismissively. "This way. There is a small cafe in the building. Let's get you something." He started walking, fully expecting Ned to follow. "And get used to superheroes, Nedders. You'll trip over one at least once a day." He glanced back to grin at the teen.