His smile turned a little sad as he shook his head. "No, but I'm not turning my back on your guys. I just can't live here fully anymore." He could stand being here a night or two at a time, but then his nerves started to get to him. Of course, he knew that he could just as easily be led out by someone if he went to his own place, but sometimes it felt like the prison let anyone in. Which was part of what made it great, he supposed, but that was a double edged sword.
"I could never hate you guys. What you're doing here is a good thing. A lot of the people in here wouldn't really be able to survive out on their own." It was his own issues that made it so that he needed to move out. It wasn't like he was going to demand that Dean be kicked out so he could stay. That wasn't his choice to make.
Natasha was a great leader and Faith was lucky to have her on the Council, in Tony's opinion. The two Avengers didn't always see eye to eye on things, but he knew that she wouldn't do anything without the good of the group in mind. "If we can either get rid of this group or get them to stop taking our people or whatever, I can disable them so people won't feel like we're going all Big Brother on them. Hopefully, this is just a temporary measure." Tony sure fucking hoped so. If these guys were here and snatching people for the long haul, then they had big problems.
"Define bigger and badder." Tony could design better guns that wouldn't jam as much as some do, and melt down other metals to build them with. There were just certain things that he didn't have access to the material to to build, though, much less his comfort level about building anymore huge bombs like he once did. "I used to be a weapons manufacturer once upon a time, so I can design more than you might expect." Tony hoped Faith wouldn't ask for some kind of bomb. What would she even do with something like that?