Turning his head against the pillow, hand finally pausing, Tony looked up skeptically at Banner. "I have a will to live. How do you think I've gotten this far?" It was probably why he was only partially sick. He still felt like crap but he wasn't getting worse or recovering... That did bother him. Did he have only a partial will to live...?

He could answer that easily. He was only living now to make sure humanity was safe. But he didn't have anyone. That was his own issue, it wasn't like Banner and Suresh had really teamed up after all. Right now, Mohinder didn't much like Banner at all. He just couldn't know that.

Tony carefully put his pen down.

"Get me out of here then, Banner. If I'm not contagious and I have to want to live, then I need to be useful."