"Peter, can you hear me?" Pepper asked as he gaze shifted from his head to where his hand had landed inexplicably atop her Jimmy Choo. He'd not be so disoriented if he didn't have a concussion, which meant Tony had either hit him in the head or hit him elsewhere hard enough that he fell and then hit his head anyway. She rolled a furious gaze up to her boyfriend.

"Ice. Now. Before I take that from you and beat you with it."