“Yes, there’s that, too.” Tony chuckled. “It’s why I have FRIDAY record everything. Makes it officially science.” He grinned. Tony scratched the back of his neck after her last statement. “I tend to get really wrapped up in the experiments and forget to get behind the shield.”
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“But then you’re blinded by the explosion, instead of seeing it.” It took her a few things blowing up in her face for her to realize something between her and the experiment would allow her to see. “It’s wonderful, when it’s more than a flash of light and smoke.” And burnt off eyebrows… She, of course, didn’t say that outloud.
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“That’s why I have it recorded. To go back and watch it later.” He smirked. “But you do have a point. And it would save me money on bandaids and antibiotic ointment.”
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“It would also save you scars, and crunchy eyebrows.” Sarah pointed out. While she understood the value of a dollar, she also understood that it didn’t have any real standing in a place like the island.
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“Also true. Though I do have a lot of scars already so what’s a few more?” He shrugged again. “Though I will say that I think my spouses would like it better if I didn’t get blown up.”
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“Spouses do like it a lot better when there are fewer explosions.” Which was why there was a Dresden proof blast shield. She gave him a little smile. “But soon enough, if this timeline takes the same path mine did, your own son might help you with your scars.”
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“We’ll have to see about that.” Tony made a face. He took a sippy cup of juice over to Harri and set it within reach. “Right now he’s not very happy with me.” He sighed. “But, he is only three so…..”
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“Oh no! Why is he upset with you?” Sarah wasn’t shocked that maybe he’d done something parental to earn the pouts of his eldest son. She turned toward her daughter, a smile on her face. Even nearly two and she could manage to get screams of rebellion.