Loki / Tony
Tony wasn't sure if he was believed or not when he'd announced that he'd made his armor, but he wasn't about to argue here in a place like this, that seemed a little counter productive from what he knew of places like this. There were certain people you could argue and others that were never worth it - and this place was full of people it would never be worth arguing with.
But this felt a little less like disbelief and a little more like the kind of assurance that said he was completely believed and the idea was amusing.
And that Loki not only agreed that was his name but that he knew him too. "I am," Because well - he was and sure maybe there were several other versions of him but he was still Tony Stark at the end of it all. "Is it? I knew a version of you once, he was.... well nearly like this, maybe a little more-" he paused to consider the word he'd use to describe his version of Loki, "flamboyant," he said after a moment, not entirely confident in the word choice, but his Loki had shown off quite a lot, so it felt fitting enough.