It'd be a good set up, maybe. Probably. Definitely. All the people Tony cared about most under one roof. Not only could he get to worrying less about them, he'd get to see them every day. Which was like -- well, probably one of the most domestic things he'd ever thought, he was pretty sure.
Still. There was something about that All-American Breakfast Spread of Too Much Food Before The Kids Ran Off to School Without Eating feeling that was incredibly endearing. Not that it'd happen like that. And not only because Tony Stark could not and should not be trusted alone in a kitchen for any given reason. It was just -- a passing thought.
"Just so long as you can leave positive web notes about the pig who's also moving in," he joked (terribly) with a smile. But then he was looking up at the little pink Pokemon and honestly just marveling over them in the same manner Gwen was. They were cute, and the song was pretty and how were they flying? That was going to bother him. Maybe forever. "This place almost makes me like nature."