Tony couldn't stop wondering if Howard talked Steve up because of that name. If he didn't spend his whole life looking for Steve in the ocean for his son-- That bothered him. Tony knew he was a product of his father's legacy but he didn't want to be in this.

It made his teeth itch. Every step away from Steve Rogers was like walking through molten lead. It hurt. It hurt.

Tony's pride was still intact for now and he wasn't going to rush out of here like a broken hearted school girl.

He was, however, going to sit in his car for a very long time and not yell at anyone taking his picture. Even if he looked shell shocked.