Tony shot her an aggrieved glance, but he couldn't argue with the part where he had to get the kid to a hospital, and the younger one to his mother.

"Fine. Right. I'm going," Tony said, "but I'm coming back, and the longer I have to spend looking for you again, the longer I'm in the suit."

This point made, he strode to the unconscious body, crouching down as he worked out the logistics of it. "Hey, kid," he said, directed at the kid who could still hear. "You want to go for a ride?"