"That magic consume calories?" Tony imagined so. He wasn't one to just sit for so long, but he had no will to do much else. "Law of--of thermodynamics...something."

Tony took a seat in the closest chair, facing Carlos and the pizza. He stared at it. The smell was appealing but the thought of digesting was painful. His ribs were bandaged and his arm was bound, so just reaching for a piece sounded like enough work for a lifetime. Also, he had more tact than to just grab someone else's food.