Little Tony thought right about the touching thing -- Tony might have been getting better at it, maybe especially this week because Gwen had absolutely no problem throwing her arms around his neck or poking at his cheeks or even very helpfully feeding him marshmallows from her cereal -- but he wasn't normally into that kind of thing, wasn't touchy feely by any means. Probably neither was this little version of him. Still, Tony wasn't going to push away completely either. He knew what it was like to be ignored as a kid, and he wasn't about to do it to another version of himself.
"Yeah," he agreed. "I know what that feels like. Like it's hard to focus past the moment, like this is all there is, even though you know that's not true." It was a good analogy actually, even if it took a little more talking to find it. "But," he went on, serious. 'You shouldn't worry about it too much. Have fun."