[Charles, honestly, didn't know. Most of the time, Tony was someone who - while intensely aggravating on the best of days - Charles could easily see the potential for good in, but tonight, his patience had really run out. He knew he needed to keep it under control and get over it so he could go back to focusing on the good things, but right now he was just tired and disappointed and needed a damn drink.

Still, he shrugged, trying to smooth out his expression.]

It's not always about sharks. [And he forced himself to grin a little, glancing over at Erik.] Besides, I put up with you, don't I? [And, forced normalcy established via teasing, he looked back at Tony.]

Come on, we should get him to Zero so Ariadne can clean the place.