Anthony Edward Stark

Tony takes a hovering approach, not to give Bruce any pointers or anything, but because he likes to watch him tackle something they had both been working on. It’s important to him in a way he can’t make himself articulate. It sounds ridiculous even in his own mind.

By the time that the vessel containing Kiara is lowered to the floor, what’s left of the grand court is curious and confused by it. They’re used to drones, used to incredible technology, but something like this, brought in as if a gift, is odd.

They squabble at it for awhile, making Tony cast his bet on a feisty looking green woman who does, eventually, that the prize. She twitches for a moment and drops the vessel, making Tony wince.

“No going back now,” he says, not feeling at all bad that’s he ended someone’s life to be host for an alien. He ought to be a better man by now, but he just isn’t.