I wish but that'd leave us prime suspects and I'd rather not deal with the whole 'someone died at a thing I ran', really makes arranging dinner parties difficult afterward.

[ But he's laughing, even though he probably shouldn't. Rhodey being protective is familiar and welcome, anyone else feeling the same is always a little- one part amusing and one part thoroughly enjoyable because it means he matters.

Seeing as he's the only one that can keep Bruce running if anything goes wrong he knows why he matters, but it's a nice feeling. ]

Now imagine all of this just- [ He holds his hands out in front of himself, roughly the size and shape of a human brain. ] That's what you've got, along with a separate wing for storage down here that I'm still getting set up- or I was before the aforementioned skewering.

[ Tony reaches out, casual as ever, to pat Bruce's shoulder as he pushes on, checking markers in his and J's shorthand on the ground to find the appropriate towers. It's a bit of a walk into the dark, but the thrum and hum of his youngest is familiar. Comforting. ]