OOC: Okay!
Also, in this case, I'm using Master as a title. Men are Misters, women are Ms. or Mrs., boys are Masters and girls are Misses.
Eli: He finished programming his stuff and laid back against the pillows. It took him five minutes to get bored. He carefully disconnected himself from the machines and got out of bed. There was a mirror across the room. His hair was a mess and his face a bit pale, but that wasn't his goal. He took off the scrubs shirt. There was a scar over his heart, and no glow, just skin.
JARVIS: "Mr. Stark feels that it will heal and become less noticeable but never fully disappear. Please go back to bed now."
Eli: He grinned. "Cool, battle scars." He put his shirt back on. "JARVIS, where is everyone?"
JARVIS: "Master Stark, you should not be out of bed. You recently went through open-heart surgery. You shouldn't exert yourself."
Eli: "Not you too. JARVIS, I feel fine. Going and talking to people isn't exerting myself. It's not like I'm going to the gym. I'd rather not die here of boredom. Where is everyone?"
JARVIS: He sighed. "Master Stark, you have an extraordinary resemblance to your father. They are on the Wilson-Fury floor."
Eli: "Great, thanks J, call you if I need you." He threw a robe over his scrubs and headed into the elevator.
Steve: He wrapped his baby girl in his arms. He savored it, having not happened in a while. "It's okay."
Hope: She tried to comfort Jay.