Tony shoots him a faintly hunted glance and reaches for the berries, only to realize he's only grabbing air. "Yeah," he says. "That's the – I mean, yeah. That's where we're at."

Which means they're at the point where Barnes would be well within his rights to stalk the hell out of here and never let Tony near his head ever again. "And we'd need to test it. I'm sorry," he adds, like a reflex, like a doctor whacked his knee and it just popped out of him.

"If you want to think about it for a while... you know, go ahead."