It'd taken maybe longer for things to get better than Tony would have liked as a kid -- but he knew that this other version, this younger version -- had fallen in with friends and Avengers at a much younger age than he had. He had a lot to look forward to. Or to remember. Whichever.
"No, you're not really kids," Tony agreed, tone careful. "Or, well, you are. But you normally aren't. It's a little weird." Which surely even as young as Tony was, he had to be aware of.
He flipped his screen back around again and then waved it away, so that there wasn't really anything between them and the Tony could get his fill with his looking and curiosity. "I'm you from a different reality. So no, not really. Not in any exact way. Do you remember?"