[This is no iteration of Iron Man that he knows and the way Anthony is looking at him with wide eyes tells Tony all he needs to know about who is inside. His brain tumour hasn't tried hacking into the controls, but just a glimpse at the coding involved tells the boy it's a Tony Stark creation through and through.
Tony decides to deal with it by patting the gauntlet jabbing his chest comfortingly.]
Don't worry old chap. You look like you've got things under control here.
[Years of living with a terminal illness has left this Tony looking thinner and paler than normal and the replacement of alcohol over food hasn't helped.]
yes let's involve fucking
Tony decides to deal with it by patting the gauntlet jabbing his chest comfortingly.]
Don't worry old chap. You look like you've got things under control here.
[Years of living with a terminal illness has left this Tony looking thinner and paler than normal and the replacement of alcohol over food hasn't helped.]