Barely feeling the needle slip in, he took a deep breath and sighed, wincing when his muscle twitched a little. He thumped his arm to test if it was numb yet, which it was almost there. That was the point. He wanted her to be mad at him because deep down, Tony knew the answer to the rest of that statement she'd started. "I don't know what I would have done if she hadn't yelled at me. There was a lot going on in my head at the time."
He relaxed and leaned his head in his hand again. It was pounding from hitting a stair hard, and his bruised sides and hip weren't feeling that much better. After this was over, he might just take her up on the morphine.