“You shouldn’t have done any of that, kid,” Tony–or, his suit–snaps, hovering a few feet in front of you.

Here he goes again, that stupid, modulated voice lecturing you for something that wasn’t even your fault. You warned him! But did he listen? Of course not. And now he’s blaming you for something you were fully prepared for.

Maybe you’d be less upset if he was actually here. But, no, of course, he just sent his stupid drone to–

Your thoughts are conveniently interrupted by the suit opening up and Tony himself stepping out. He looks.. frustrated? Disappointed? Angry? It’s so hard to tell with him. Thankfully (or, not), he doesn’t leave you in the dark for long.

“Did you know I was the only one who believed in you?” he begins, his voice tight with frustration, “Everyone else thought I was crazy to recruit a 14-year-old kid.”