[...Hrm. He eyes the glass silently for a moment, before deciding that accepting it is the better part of valor and says nothing on his pride.

He sweeps it into a hand silently, merely tilting his head, still not turned to face Tony just yet.]

I am nobody's pet, Stark. You would do well to remember it, before I remind you how impossible it would be to muzzle me.

Were you to try, I would remind you.