[It is possible for Tony to look more childishly defensive of the awe-inspiring wonders of his tech that never once threatened to destroy all life on Hispaniola (as far as he knew), but then he would have to put down his coffee, and there was more in there] Surviving. Mostly. [Shrug, like its not a big deal, but then the intent sets in] I mean, my assistant is-- [He sighs, don't go there, and massages his temple. It's not so bad. Just not so good. Working on, she said, he could do that.] Here. [The camera zooms out a bit as he turns away to give Susan a wider angle view of the garage, and Tony snaps his fingers in the air, the move causing some kind of holoform webbing to cover his hand then disappear again when he made a beckoning gesture] Model 31, front and center. [Dutifully, a holographic figure of what was unmistakably an Iron Man appears in front of him, and Tony flicks it to give Sue a 360, then pushes it closer to her] I've actually been trying to hook up with Reed about this, but he's not answering any messages, is he still not...? [The expression Tony makes to finish his sentence suggests something like 'sane'. Really, he was asking after the wrong person all along.]