He did not laugh at her joke. He did not know if he was supposed to. The Avengers seemed to take joy in jabbing one another and Tony certainly had an interesting color of humor. Still, he was unsure about being called a giant red man.
He was not Native American.
"I can, yes. However, I do not need to eat. My energy source comes from here," the hand she had played with lightly touched his brow. "The same answer may apply to your other questions. I do, most certainly, dream."