Following closely, he grabbed up the bottle from the table and dropped the disposable pouch inside of it in the trash before setting the bottle pieces on the changing table on his way out of the nursery. He could get that and clean it in the morning. He watched Edward sort of suck on his little balled up fist, his eyes kind of glancing up in Tony's direction. "My legs don't scrunch up all of the time. He kicks me with his little feet like you," he teased back. Only his feet don't leave me with a bruised shin." Tony crawled onto the bed next to Edward, his hand going immediately to his back and rubbing.