“Uh huh,” came a mutter, not because Tony was disinterested, but because he was working. That was his usual state of being so each and every call tended to be an interruption. He didn’t mind. The people that wanted his full attention tended to, however.

Tony continued to solder a piece of metal when Steve’s voice came through and he nearly slipped with the wand and reworked the prototype for a new reactor into his hand.

It’d been awhile, long enough that Tony hadn’t expected anything.

“Am I late for something, Cap? Let me find my book of excuses and get right back to you.”