"Didn't get a text..." His communicator was in his room where he wasn't, so if there was anything waiting for him to read he had yet to see it. Gladio at least sounded mildly apologetic for missing it, but there was something to be said for having a similar kind of thought. And he was about to comment on that until Tony spoke again.

All he'd find when he looked Gladio's way was a mix of confusion and hurt, before he did his best to force it away. What good was being hurt here? And what the hell was Tony even talking about? A negative review? Of what?

"... Do you hear whatever the hell you wanna hear? I've no idea what you're talking about. What negative review?"