Tony's head lifted from where it had been resting on his forelegs, reptilian eyes blinking at Steve's sudden flurry of motion. He'd been watching the storm slowly taper off and then stop, but it had seemed important to let Steve get all the rest his body needed, even if his mind disagreed. Apparently he was all recharged now.

"Steve?" He asked a little cautiously as the man weaved instead of getting up. "You okay?" One large arm curled around him to help him stay upright, claws carefully tucked out of the way.