Tony watched, unable and unwilling to hide the large smirk that quickly plastered his face. When the newest Iron Man cautiously and gracelessly achieved elevator occupancy Jarvis closed the door and sent them down to the garage level.
"The tech follows your eye movements, more or less. It'll identify anything you should know about, but all the extra frivilous information comes from you concentrating on the object," he said. "The displays on the left side of the screen are armor related, your current power levels, system functionality, weapons inventory and a readout on the outter environment. The suit can go underwater or into space, but it'll usually lock under those conditions so it can't come off and... well, kill you."
Tony spoke quickly and clearly, but without much hesitation. He threw all his chips in, it was his personality, and believed in teaching in the same manner.
When the elevator doors opened he stepped out and into the cavernous concrete area, which featured a tempered workshop area with the basics, and....
"Dummy, who the hell invited you to the party?" Tony asked, sighing heavily as the robotic arm sat waiting patiently, fire extinguisher gripped in its hand. It cocked it's hand part quizically, then turned and motored off to the side where it waited, seeming to follow the new Iron Suit with a curious gaze. Or as curious as a wheel-mounted robotic arm could manage, not actually having a face.