Cal wasn't sure if he was supposed to be offended at that, not that it did anything to banish his grin. "Not sure what you're talking about," he said, picking his way around the mess on the floor as he drifted closer to where Tony was. BD-1 had decided his diagnosis was no longer needed, so he had moved back behind Cal to dangle off one of the straps of his harness where he could better have a look at the interesting things strewn around Tony's madhouse.

"My- wait, what? Bear?" Tony was throwing too many things into one sentence and one was tripping up the other that he wasn't really sure what to focus on. Cal gave him an odd look, expecting some clarification.