His cheek blushed a little wen she kissed him. They were being cute in public, the picture perfect family, and it weirded him out a little. No one would have ever pictured Ton Stark as the model of a family man.
He let Sophie slide down and he caught her, bringing her around to cradle in his arms. "I should build her something so she can hover around at the house. Something with just a small amount of power so she doesn't ram into things. Then she can fly up about ten feet."
"Yay! I want to fly like Daddy! Go whoooosh through the air!" And she spread her arms out like wings.
"Here, fly over to Mommy then," and he held her out so he could swing her and "fly" her over into her mother's arms.