Hearing Katherine, Tony looked up, his eyes trailing up her legs to the robe she was wearing before resting on her face. "Good morning psycho bitch," he returned in the same chipper tone. Though the effect of that was probably dampened by the pain. Not only did his leg and wrist hurt like effing hell, but his back from sleeping upright off and on hurt like hell too.
"So...how about that bathroom break?" he asked, his eyes a bit hopeful. He really needed to go now. As he waited for her reply to that important question, he looked around the room, trying to see if he could get to any pieces of that vervain. Hopefully Katherine hadn't cleaned it up because if she had, he was in deep trouble. More so than before. But if she hadn't he could find a way to keep it on him before Katherine made him her obedient puppy again.