One of Tony's eyebrows arched slightly at the sudden conversational swerve, but okay, message received. It didn't sound like that whole Empire thing was going to be going anywhere good anyway, and he hadn't actually been trying to bring up anything unpleasant.

So he folded his arms over his chest, leaned back against the edge of the worktable and crossed one ankle over the other as a faint smile flashed over his face.

"Mostly bad guys," he said, attempting to look serious about it and pretty much failing entirely. "Maybe the occasional person who annoys me. I'm trying out that whole saving the world thing."