"I don't know, seventy? Eighty? Most of them are for the company, but the top bunch are all residential." Like he didn't know every spec of the building. But he was trying to play it cool, trying hard enough that he didn't register the new tension in Steve at all.

"Clothes, I can do. And there's a gym in the building, it's a couple floors down." He paused, actually glancing over at Steve long enough to flick his eyes over him. "I'll trick out a couple bags for you, set them up for your weight class." He made it sound so easy. As if it wouldn't take sourcing all new materials. But that, at least, he could do. Make him things, give him things. That, Tony understood.