Miniature furnaces, that sounded smart. Now that he was in the work shop and he'd been given permission he wanted to look more to see all of it, because it looked so neat. Different than the space where his dad worked, it was brighter maybe? He couldn't quite put a finger on it, but it was something and he liked whatever that was. He wondered if he'd be allowed to come back again? Or if this was it. Maybe he'd ask, but not yet - he didn't want to spoil it yet.
He loved the diagram though, he reached out to turn it this way and that a little bit, to get a better look at the design and make sense out of it. He could have just focused on that part of it, without actually talking about much else, but that was the thing about Tony, he didn't really know how to stop, and he had questions so holding them back didn't really feel right.
"Are you sure?" He asked about his face, because it didn't seem quite right, even though it felt familiar. He made a face at him when he directed the question at him next. "I've always looked like this, it's my face." He said but then paused because he wasn't sure that was totally right. "Maybe I looked different before?"