Weirdly wise. Sometimes things were just things. Tony arched a brow and then nodded over the sage and probably accidental wisdom. "Well, don't let the useless things pile up too much. There's no proper waste disposal here, so you're going to have to take the stuff back with you at some point."
Tony took to sorting through the box of things again, setting things into different piles of usefulness, or maybe momentary usefulness. There was no real putting to words Tony's sense of organization, and there was no point in trying. "I found him on a ship. He was a little cleaning 'bot. He didn't seem to like it much, though. So I brought him back, upgraded his processing speeds, learning capacity...." Tony shrugged, like it wasn't a big deal. And to him, it wasn't. "Good thing you don't need to worry about polite company being able to understand him."