[It's okay, Tony says. As if having a brain tumor at all would be okay, but he's apparently made friends with his. Steve isn't sure he knows how to respond to that. The pat on his arm does very little to reassure him, but the confusion he has is softened by the childlike voice coming through the armor's speakers. Even Steve can't be aggressive against that.]
How long has this been going on?
[Steve's question is more subdued, thrown by the strangeness because even with the things he's seen, this is one of the more baffling situations he's encountered. He looks from the Iron Man to Tony, who still has his arm.]
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How long has this been going on?
[Steve's question is more subdued, thrown by the strangeness because even with the things he's seen, this is one of the more baffling situations he's encountered. He looks from the Iron Man to Tony, who still has his arm.]
Do all of your tumors... talk?