[ There are a few wary moments of hypervigilance. Eyes track to the door (god damn that's neat), the tray, the suit, back to the tray, finally up to Tony where he studies Tony's face.
Taking stock of the differences. Taking stock of the similarities.
He's read more than his fair share of science fiction paper backs. He gets the premise of multiple universes. Tossed around the idea on his back in a pup tent with other guys who told him to shut the hell up or talk about something worthwhile, like women.
It's a little different seeing it face to face.
But he's adaptable, and he's good at compartmentalizing. So he comes in, edges into Tony's space like it's a fragile thing, like he's afraid of breaking it just by existing.
Finds a seat. Sits. Finds words shortly after, and mutters a rusty: ]
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Taking stock of the differences.
Taking stock of the similarities.
He's read more than his fair share of science fiction paper backs. He gets the premise of multiple universes. Tossed around the idea on his back in a pup tent with other guys who told him to shut the hell up or talk about something worthwhile, like women.
It's a little different seeing it face to face.
But he's adaptable, and he's good at compartmentalizing. So he comes in, edges into Tony's space like it's a fragile thing, like he's afraid of breaking it just by existing.
Finds a seat. Sits. Finds words shortly after, and mutters a rusty: ]
Thanks.