You can stay if you’d like, I was just going to try to get back to work. Boring stuff, but like I said, you’re welcome here. And yes, I’ll do just that.
Summer’s pitch arcs up in surprise. “Truly? I would like to look around, if you don’t mind … “
He laughs a little. “Really. Did you want a tour or did you want to look around yourself? I can put off work a little longer if you want the full tour. Or I could get JARVIS to do it. Either way.”
“I really shouldn’t keep you from your work. Can I just … wander around for a little? I won’t touch anything.” It’s her turn to look a little hesitant, feel like maybe she’s trespassing a bit. One thing to jump in to help someone, but after that?
“Go right ahead then,” he said, smiling genuinely again as he sat himself at his bench. “I’ll be here if you’ve any questions.” There wasn’t much Tony was worried about her breaking or anything like that. Steve hadn’t managed to break anything, after all, and Cap was… well, Cap was Cap.
Questions? No. Half of what she’s looking at she can’t comprehend enough to have questions /about/. Moving her hand near things brings up holographic wireframes full of numbers and brilliant colours, AutoCAD drawings come to life. Every computer monitor is a bare frame until Tony touches it and then it’s moving light; she can’t even begin to parse the keyboards. But scattered in amongst these things are tools old and familiar, things that speak of her father’s own garage and workshop and the simple joy of creating something physical.
“It’s beautiful,” she said unthinkingly, smiling at her own memories, other words dammed up by the blaze of sheer admiration and awe.