"You betcha," I chirp, flashing him a smile that doesn't go within a mile of my eyes. "It's either that, or we can sit around unpacking my various issues that involve people I know falling. Your choice, Stark: you wanna play therapist or do you wanna climb a mountain?"

For both our sakes, I'm hoping he picks the latter. I don't really feel like divulging that information with him right this second, friends or not.