Clint usually had something for this, or that, or anything. Tony was utterly fascinated and applauded what he fit into the capsules of his arrows.
"You know I'm not ever a fan of sticking to one thing. Why not both? Space dinosaurs leaves much more to the imagination." Of course Stark had the luxury of having both or double and even triple of whatever he so desired growing up. Unless it was a parental figure and real human interaction but what kid wanted any of that anyways?
When he unloaded the clips from his gauntlets, Tony kicked on the rockets and shot up into the air, careful to slow as he gained altitude. "Not that hight, but high enough. That's what the suits for. Bombs away."