[ You're welcome. It is the best combination of what the fuck and oh shit. And while Tony might feel a little bad about springing this on a Howard that was probably not at all his adoptive father in his own universe (there was something just... a little off about him), he still finds some amusement in it. Clearly, the man before him had no inclinations to be a father, hell, he may not even be married yet.
Tony watches him, mouth quirked slightly and his eyebrow raised as the other man tries to get his thoughts in order. He is clearly impressed by the suit (of course he is, he is Howard Stark, and there is a small part of Tony that preens at the appreciative look that Howard gives the suit, something like approval in the look), but also torn at the thought of being a father.
Tony, being the person he is, stands there in his clocked suit, flashlight in hand, and just watches.]
Mmmm, not really, but sure. I'm your adoptive son, thanks to some meddling by Nick Fury and you actually. Well, some version of you. You were a lot nicer to your biological son, in a sense.
[ By, you know, keeping him in a giant fancy pod and not letting the world know he existed. ]
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Tony watches him, mouth quirked slightly and his eyebrow raised as the other man tries to get his thoughts in order. He is clearly impressed by the suit (of course he is, he is Howard Stark, and there is a small part of Tony that preens at the appreciative look that Howard gives the suit, something like approval in the look), but also torn at the thought of being a father.
Tony, being the person he is, stands there in his clocked suit, flashlight in hand, and just watches.]
Mmmm, not really, but sure. I'm your adoptive son, thanks to some meddling by Nick Fury and you actually. Well, some version of you. You were a lot nicer to your biological son, in a sense.
[ By, you know, keeping him in a giant fancy pod and not letting the world know he existed. ]