Tony huffed a laugh and shook his head with a wry smile, not about to get sentimental just because Steve had his own regrets to project. He'd thought about this enough, and made his peace already. "I'm less of a liability here. A handful of you have to clean up after me, versus putting a whole galaxy at risk. They're fine, they have everything I could have given them anyway, they've got the Tower and the quinjets and the accounts will keep them fed," he explained. He had found the cards again by then, so his hands had something to manage and he could frown down at them as he deftly shuffled. "Your team, I know they're looking for you. Tony, too, if they told him, if he knows you're not just underground. You're a priority." He didn't have to say that he wasn't, and that no one was looking for him. If Steve's Avengers were that much like the team Tony knew, then they never had.