Fine then, Steve could blame whoever or whatever he wanted if it made him feel better. It still wasn't going to fix anything. But Tony supposed sometimes you needed to do that when you were releasing anger or frustration.
"A whole lot. There isn't a word invented for the 'lot' we need to take in." He nodded, reaching up to scratch his beard and leaning against the ledge. "I've only begun to understand the new technology this time has to offer. And if you think that's complicated, come to my house." Not that he was complaining, but technology was the least of worries when it came to getting used to new things. There were laws, wars, history, and everything in between.
Looking up to hold eye contact, Tony blinked, listening to what Steve's apparent Wonderland had been. He frowned when he'd been asked about his own, not really intending on dwelling in it, or speaking about it. Though it only seemed fair as Steve had just shared his. "I..Well, it was a good life too. A wonderland really, like you said, with things that were probably ridiculous. Like..my parents still being alive, not having the accident and getting a reactor, or having to...all the responsibility." He wasn't about to go and spill his demons, or say he never really wanted Stark Industries. Or the part about he and Pepper. It wasn't really necessary...