Was that hostility he sensed in the Captain's voice? It certainly sounded like it. But the fact that it had come from Steve and no one else is what kept Tony from immediately coming back with a snappy retaliation. He stood there in brief confusion, his eyes shifting around them until they fell back to the very discombobulated Steve Rogers. "Uh, yeah, I do actually." He was a futurist, how could he not?
The wonderland, the nightmare, and the plague. That was a grandiose way to describe it, but as soon as it was said, Tony knew what he was talking about. So he, Thor, and those from the Institute weren't the only ones then. Perhaps that was good news, perhaps it wasn't. But if it was true then it would explain why Steve was so upset.
Squatting down so they could be eye level, the gears and the sprockets of the suit hummed lightly, the metal clicking together as the Iron Man rested his hands on his metal-clad knees. "I guess you could say that. I tried not to dwell on them so much, seeing as I woke up with this..." He lifted a gauntlet-gloved hand, the light from the repulsor in his palm glowing as he made a hand waving gesture, "...this reality. It definitely made me question what was and what was not real. Thor has had the same instances, and I've heard that Xavier's Institute has as well. What happened or how is still a mystery."