[ Oh, huh, approval rather than eye-rolling or fond exasperation. Okay, a kindred spirit. He'd already suspected he'd found one.
Reid smiles sheepishly at the comment, and the help, and the correction about calling him Mr. Stark. Then he gets totally wrapped up again in watching the shopping cart approach, propelled by... gauntlets. His eyes widen. This actually makes an odd intuitive sense to him, mechanically speaking. There's a clear mechanism of action that isn't magic, which means Reid can have enough context to piece together a plausible explanation. It helps that Tony is already filling him in on the missing pieces.
He's so distracted listening and thinking that he half-spills his books and groceries into the cart, babbling away. ] Artificial intelligence directed with wireless motion tracking signals received by what looks like self-propelled armored gloves with independent spatial navigation systems? I've never seen something combined that way. Or the sub-dermal micro-repeaters.
That's extremely cool! [ Congrats, his inner sci fi fanboy has been tweaked something hard. Reid pops upright again, burdens disposed, and belatedly goes on, ] Sorry, work habit. Everyone is last names. I think only three people call me Spencer, and one of them is my mom.
Reid is also an only child he is just doomed
Reid smiles sheepishly at the comment, and the help, and the correction about calling him Mr. Stark. Then he gets totally wrapped up again in watching the shopping cart approach, propelled by... gauntlets. His eyes widen. This actually makes an odd intuitive sense to him, mechanically speaking. There's a clear mechanism of action that isn't magic, which means Reid can have enough context to piece together a plausible explanation. It helps that Tony is already filling him in on the missing pieces.
He's so distracted listening and thinking that he half-spills his books and groceries into the cart, babbling away. ] Artificial intelligence directed with wireless motion tracking signals received by what looks like self-propelled armored gloves with independent spatial navigation systems? I've never seen something combined that way. Or the sub-dermal micro-repeaters.
That's extremely cool! [ Congrats, his inner sci fi fanboy has been tweaked something hard. Reid pops upright again, burdens disposed, and belatedly goes on, ] Sorry, work habit. Everyone is last names. I think only three people call me Spencer, and one of them is my mom.