<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">Tony didn't wait for Catherine to be out of the room.  As soon as he'd shaken her hand again, he tugged Peter into his arms.  "It's alright, kid, we're gonna get you home."  He guessed -- based on knowing Peter pretty damned well -- that the kid was going to fall apart in relief one more time before he pulled together to get to the Tower.  He might be bad with people in general, but Tony had learned a lot of Peter's signs.  "I'll call Happy, he'll bring the car around -- we can have you home in your PJs -- any of them except the Cap ones -- before the hour's out."  If Peter had been just a little younger, Tony could have gotten away with pulling him into his lap -- but he settled for hauling the boy close and pressing his head to the arc reactor.  "Take a few deep breaths for me, kiddo.  Then we'll see about getting out of here."<br/>
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He tapped a message to JARVIS on his phone, sending the Mark VIII home, summoning Happy.  Updating Bruce.  And then, because the idea had just damned occurred to him, shot Phil Coulson a message too.  The other third of the Bureaucrat Trifecta, he'd be sure that the rest of the team knew about the caseworker's visit tomorrow and were informed about the proper behavior.</span></span>