Tony sighed under his breath. "Yeah, don't worry about it. I'll be heading to my place. I need to start working on the suit."
In his mind he was already calculating the time it would take to fix each dent and tear, because it didn't matter how much his head or abdomen were hurting; he had to fix the suit. This was the damn zombie, but there was still the fucking Hell God to deal with, and well crap.
Thor's enthusiasm brought him back from that planning, though, if at least momentarily, and he gave a small smile of his own. Because, hey, Thor missed feasts and Tony never turned down a reason for a drink. "Yeah, we can do that. Drinks will definitely be in order after this. Start collecting some new stuff, yeah? I won't be able to join you on the raids for a bit, but I can help out once this is back online."
Tony turned to leave, but paused for a moment before turning back to him. "Hey, uh. Thanks. Good job out there. See ya later, yeah?"