And this is ‘tony’. Not Iron Man. Not Mr. Stark. Not Tony Stark. Just ‘tony’.
He’s home, with JARVIS and all the bots, his family, in the space he feels safest and happiest and it shows. It’s the truest of all smiles. Honest and natural.
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This is the place where Summer loves best to watch him: his hands over the keyboard that only he can read, his mind flashing through equations and possibilities like sparks of light, his voice talking through concepts and ideas with Jarvis but mostly just with himself. The place where the things that make him ‘tony’ shine the brightest. There’s no show here, no mask for the crowds, no face for the media. Just the mind and the man, and the mind of the man, in purest harmony and fullest expression.
Summer hoards memories of those times like pearls.