Wally jumped when Tony suddenly spoke up, his mind speeding into panicked overdrive as he tried to think of how to answer the probing questions he just knew Tony was going to ask. "Adrenaline. Blood loss. Both," he said without thinking. Then what Tony had said finally caught up to his brain. It hadn't had anything to do with last night at all. "Oh. Right." He laughed nervously. "Yeah, I guess I'm just getting worked up over some other stuff. That happened today. Nothing to do with you. Because it was from earlier today." He turned his attention back to his dinner, mentally kicking himself for his complete inability to keep his damn mouth shut.