"Just eccentric geniuses and old war heroes," Tony replies before he stands up to get his tools. He should have stayed a simple mechanic. He hadn't exactly been a happier man, but he had felt more like a man. More down to earth. More needed.

He still thought about that kid sometimes. He still thought about going to see him. He never would.

Tony spent the next few hours in silence, working on tech he didn't design but secretly wished he had.