[ J will find Tony seated at the small desk in the corner of the room, mechanical pieces and parts strewn all over the place as he works on what looks like a complicated bundle of wiring. She'll almost certainly recognize the components from their red and gold color alone, nevermind the still mostly-assembled upper portion of the armor propped in one corner of the room.
He glances up when she finally makes her way in, focus momentarily pinning her like he's trying to see through her.
She looks like shit. ]
Who the hell knows? Working, probably. The guy's got a problem.
[ Says the hypocrite. ]
Congrats on joining us in the realm of the living.
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He glances up when she finally makes her way in, focus momentarily pinning her like he's trying to see through her.
She looks like shit. ]
Who the hell knows? Working, probably. The guy's got a problem.
[ Says the hypocrite. ]
Congrats on joining us in the realm of the living.