[In some way, it made him relax a little that Tony didn't act badly to it, just like Leo had hoped he would. He sounded just... geniunely curious.]
I don't really know the details. My father, he was one of the creatos of Synthetic technology, made originally for robots to serve humans.
[It's certainly not easy to talk about it without showing his digital memories like he did with Mattie, but it wasn't like they had a projector or a computer nearby.]
When I was thirteen, I drowned. My father kept me alive and implanted the technology, saved every memory he could from my organic brain, turned them into digital data.