Tony instantly smiled when she mentioned his toys being better than Bruce’s, sparing her only another glance before he spoke up “I love it when the truth comes out about my tech being far more superior than Bat-Ears, it’s a pain being compared to his gadgets sometimes.” he muttered, knowing how egotistical that sounded but hey, everyone knew how self absorbed Tony was at this point so he didn’t care. “I know, it’s great meeting me isn’t it?” he muttered sarcastically but shot Harleen a soft smile “in all honesty, pleasure is all mine. She’s told me about you too and I gotta say… I admire how strong you are, I’m impressed Ms. Quinzel and that doesn’t happen easily trust me, I’m glad you’re here with her, you two can… Discuss things I couldn’t begin to understand when I was helping her get back on her feet. It should be good for the both of you.”
Were Tony looking at Harleen rather than focusing on every little detail of the house, he probably would have noticed the forced smile. As Iron Man, reading people was extremely helpful, as Director of S.H.I.E.L.D it was an obligation and sure he wasn’t nearly as skilled at it as Natasha, or Barton, or even Wayne, but it was a work in progress and he seemed to be learning fast. “Well, she gave me a big room to use as my lab for now and it’s good, but between you and me, I’ll probably expand it a little. Sure, I wont stay here too long, but obviously being Iron Man, it’s not like I can take days off so I hope she appreciates me adding in some sort of garage similar to my house in Malibu that I can continuously fly in and out of or else she risks me crashing into the living room and leaving a big hole in the ceiling, or tainting her perfect lawn with a bunch of holes from me crash landing….. You’d be surprised at how many times I crash land because most my suit was torn to bits or there’s some sort of weird alien attached to it and I’m too busy trying to get it off.” Tony replied, snapping his fingers in a random direction behind him without looking and an android walked up, handing him a piece of white tape and a sharpie to which he took, placing on a wall directly in front of him and writing the letter ‘F’ on the small piece of tape. Tony looked towards her, her body tensing up and he understood immediately, allowing the corner of his lips to quirk up in a half smile “you’re not bothering me at all, talk or ask away, I love questions about my work or me in general… And you have a nice voice.” he stated truthfully.
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