Tony looked at the bracelet that was around the other kid's wrist. He remembered hearing something about those in orientation to the facility and what it took to earn one of those. It made him pull his own arms in a little tighter towards his lap and unconsciously reach to cover up his wrists with the sleeves of his hoodie. He wondered if maybe he should have one of those bracelets so he couldn't harm anyone considering he seemed to be good at it lately.
"S'not an act," Tony forced out. "I'm not doing anything." He was wide eyed as he considered the possibility that maybe he was doing something and he just didn't know it. But why would he create a carbon copy of himself with a British accent? That seemed a little weird, even for his mind. He looked down at the table as he considered the fact that this kid might just be a figment of his own imagination and he could possibly be doing this all to himself. "I mean... what if you're just in my head? Fuck, how do I make you disappear," he was talking out loud to himself now and he figured that if anyone else was paying any type of attention to the two of them, they'd think he was nuts. Tony figured he was talking to himself and a figment of his own imagination. "Can other people see you? Did I make you? And why the hell did I give you a British accent? What the fuck is happening?" He rubbed at his temples as a headache started to form.