[He does feel more relaxed now - not quite reduced to a puddle the way he might be if Tony had started rubbing behind his ears, but content in a way he hadn't quite known he was missing till now.
Rising from the couch, he stretches, then reaches down to pat Dum-E.]
Aw, I'm sure he didn't mean it. [He smiles at Tony.] I'm gonna head back up now. [He's noticed that Tony usually fiddles around with the suit whenever he returns - fixing it or upgrading it or whatever - and he's usually too absorbed with what he's doing to talk much. Which is entirely understandable, and very boring to watch.
He waits for Tony to acknowledge him and let him out of the shop, and he makes his way back up to his bedroom. He's not in the mood for television tonight, instead settling down with his tablet and going back to the history book he's currently reading. Eventually, he drifts off to sleep while he's reading, still clinging to that feeling of contentment.]
[ before simba leaves the workshop, tony tells him to stop messing with dum-e's learning algorithm and then shoos him away, heading straight for the largest workstation and leaving him to find his own way out. but from his periphery, guarded by monitors hanging and standing, tony watches him ascend the stairs. alone, he thoughtfully fiddles with the stylus until jarvis asks him how he wants the diagnostic results.
he splits them between screens. refocuses. numbers and code, tony can easily and comfortably understand. other things, like certain feelings in relation to certain other people, are a work in progress. ]
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Rising from the couch, he stretches, then reaches down to pat Dum-E.]
Aw, I'm sure he didn't mean it. [He smiles at Tony.] I'm gonna head back up now. [He's noticed that Tony usually fiddles around with the suit whenever he returns - fixing it or upgrading it or whatever - and he's usually too absorbed with what he's doing to talk much. Which is entirely understandable, and very boring to watch.
He waits for Tony to acknowledge him and let him out of the shop, and he makes his way back up to his bedroom. He's not in the mood for television tonight, instead settling down with his tablet and going back to the history book he's currently reading. Eventually, he drifts off to sleep while he's reading, still clinging to that feeling of contentment.]
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he splits them between screens. refocuses. numbers and code, tony can easily and comfortably understand. other things, like certain feelings in relation to certain other people, are a work in progress. ]