"We'll see how it goes," Matt says, shrugging faintly as he returns to his stretches.

A long few minutes follow, as he warms up, shakes out, tests how far he can move in this direction and that (or, well, as much as he can, at a standstill) before something starts to hurt again. Not that he won't push himself beyond that if he needs to, but it's good to know what's going to get uncomfortable, and either way, as promised, it's all a lot less awkward than the routine Clint goes through, when he's being a smart ass.

When he finishes, he bounces on the balls of his feet a handful of times, then lets out a long, slow breath. "Okay, uh." Whenever everyone's ready.

(If JARVIS could do the mask, too, when they start, though, that'd be great. He still feels half-naked without it.)