....right.

[ Tony listens and puts things together as best he can with the information he is given, and not given. it is enough to know that wherever Steve is from, he is not on good terms with Tony. which isn't exactly a rare thing, but leaves him curious about why then he was so ready to trust him now, easily.

it wasn't something that his Steve would have done, at least not without yelling at him first.]

So you and your version of me aren't on speaking terms, got it. Uh, I will.... try to get you home to Bucky asap.

[ hurt? what hurt? you're insane.

he manages a smile and a wink at that though, the charm of Tony Stark easy enough to fall back on.] Aww, you ruin all my fun. I will make it amazing though. That is a guarantee. Also, wow, rude.

[ there is a beat before the suit starts to more or less melt off of Tony, leaving him in work worn jeans and a black tshirt. while he isn't the exact height of Steve (it was a universal requirement that Steve's were taller post serum he is sure), there isn't much of a size difference between their build.]

You are not going to bitch about the name brand shit, are you? Took me so fucking long to make Steve stop caring about Chanel versus fucking Target.