First of his kind, [says Tony, whose full knowledge of the Hydra leak is fuzzy and circumstantial because I feel like Coulson's resurrection would be a cool thing to find out about onscreen?? But maybe he should know a little about Zolabot so he will adjust, gracefully,] maybe the second. [Man canon points are confusing Tifa. OK. Moving on.]

Or that's what I thought until the latest Skynet-themed apocalypse party.

[By which he refers to the reality of the Matrix-- and worse, the Real. Tony's face is a little cloudy with complex and uncomfortable emotions as he looks at the inside of JARVIS' brain again. It's easier than looking at her. She may still think of him as Tony Stark, but Stark is the name he inherited from his father, who may not have existed for centuries, the original genetic material harvested or composed out of a protein stew and run on a separate machine entirely. If he had existed as a human at all. There are no Industries. There is no tower. There are neither billions of dollars nor suits of mobile armor. He doesn't know how many people he killed, or how many he saved, either.

So maybe he's just a programmer. And that's easy enough to talk about, after a moment, when he refocuses. Glances at her again. Well, she hasn't thrown him to the Council yet.] He passed the Turing test when he was a bouncing burping three weeks old. Give or take a couple mornings I took off programming. You ever make one?