"Doesn't sound very likely, does it?" Tony asked with a grin, though it didn't quite make it all the way up to his eyes. He wasn't quite sure which would be worse, mind control or being subject to whatever sick experiments the people staffing the institute were likely to run.

No, he could. Being brainwashed into attacking innocent people would be far worse.

The crackle of the intercom was almost a relief, before relief dissolved into utter bemusement. "You'd think someone who can fund this place could at least afford some caffeine pills to keep himself awake, wouldn't you?" he replied. "You just can't find good megalomaniacs these days."