Well, at least his fellow prisoner-slash-hostage was better looking than the doctor. Still, this was offput by the fact that Yinsen wasn't with him any more. That was discerning. And he didn't have anything other than a car battery and an electromagnet keeping him alive, that was too. Oh, also the armed terrorists.

"I'd say so," Tony replied evenly, "because they'll probably end up killing you if you don't at least look like you're helping." He sighed, rubbing a temple. "It's our job to build a missile for them."