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"Not too fond of SHIELD," Tony muttered in replied to the question of him turning Loki in. When he was a bit better, yes. He would probably turn him in. Or call Cap at least or one of the other avengers. He unfortunately did not have Thor's phone number so he couldn't come collect his brother. After all Tony didn't have any good thoughts for what would happen once Loki felt better. He trusted him about as far as he could throw him. Which was probably a reasonable distance at the moment, admittedly. But the point was that he didn't trust him. He just wasn't cruel enough to leave him out on his doorstep in the state he was. Loki was still human after all, in some way. Well not really. Tony wasn't sure what the Asgardians were.

"Water and a bucket, right, that should be easy." Tony nodded slightly. He listened to Loki's explanation with a slightly tilted head, dark brown eyes fixed on his sort of enemy cross patient. Thor let him out? What the hell... After all that Loki had done. Sure Thor probably meant well but Loki almost definitely had nefarious plans. At least that was what Tony thought. No way would Loki just decided to change and become good. Nope. Tony didn't believe it. And he really doubted many of the avengers would. But from what Loki was saying he basically had no idea what was wrong with him. Well that was brilliant. Just peachy. Well hopefully it wasn't fatal. Tony didn't want Loki dead. And in Stark towers? Thor would kill him. Good thing he was making a ton of new ironman suits. "So you don't know what it is? Great. I'll just be back." He quickly left the room to get what Loki had asked for. He took a detour to get out of his ironman suit - he doubted Loki would be killing him soon.

"JARVIS, keep surveillance on the room Loki is in and notify me of anything suspicious that goes on," Tony commanded as he headed searched about for a bucket.

"Right away, sir."

It didn't take Tony long to find one or to get a glass of water. He returned to Loki, placing the bucket beside the bed and holding the water out to him. "Water and a bucket as requested. Since you don't know what is wrong with you and can't give you much more. Would painkillers work for you? If so and you have a headache or something then maybe a couple of them wouldn't hurt. If not I guess I'll just leave you in peace to sleep." This was not easy. He really was resisting the urge to just, well, throw Loki out the window. Although he did look quite pathetic at the moment and his weakness was almost... cute? Hell no, Tony did not just think that. Lack of sleep really was getting to him. Maybe he should crash for a bit as well. But he doubted he would get much sleep. Nightmares. Tony shuddered against his will, though he quickly stilled himself and hoped Loki being ill had removed him being really aware of everything going around him. No weakness in front of whatever Loki currently was to him. Enemy, prisoner, patient? He had no idea. Okay, so sleep was probably off the table. Back to designing the ironman suits. He had to admit he may have been going just a little over the top with the amount he was making.

A little more than a little. He had just finished Mark XXXVIII, or Igor as he had named it. Okay he had made a lot since mark VII that he used in the avengers. He still hadn't managed to work out how to get the suit pieces to come to him on his mental command, though... He should do more on that. And one that could go into space for a short period of time.

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