"One rune, one favor each. Seems fair." Tony remarked with authority. If it turned out that wasn't the case, he was prepared to argue. And if he ran out energy to care arguing, Emma could have it. There was nothing he wanted from Loki aside from an absence of alien assaults.

Well. Maybe a Harry Potter marathon.

"I'm headed back to the couch." He extended an armored hand. "Pleasure doing business."