[Tony turns around his upper-body first, like a puppet catching awkwardly on his strings. His eyes find the young woman pretty easily, considering she's the only other thing in here that isn't comprised of dozens of strings of programming language and holographic representations. In a moment, his foot springs out to start him striding toward her.] Don't change-- [he starts to say, before apparently observing that she isn't in fact trying to change anything. She's only looking.

Moreover, she knows how to only look.] A little something I made before, [he says.] Back in the Old World. You know, the simulation that came before the Rise of the Machines. [He makes a quizzical gesture with both his hands, careless the way he behaves when he's still wary. But genuinely careless in that hE DOESN'T REALLY BElieve that any program he might make could conceivably turn against humankind. That's ridiculous. There would never be a movie about that.]

You're a programmer. [It isn't a question, but it does lack recognition.]