Tony opened his mouth like he might insist it wasn't all that heavy, Cal was just taking him too seriously, then thought better of it and shrugged a shoulder with carefully averted gaze again in coy apology for always looking for Cal's pressure points. Maybe he could be satisfied when he knew no one else could reach them, either. "Ask and ye shall receive, mi tesoro," he welcomed as he accepted the D.A.T.A. unit for examination. He raised it up curiously to watch each of its legs work, testing one after the other, before it gave a whir and its aperture blinked open curiously, peering around to get his bearings. The robot ran the same test, curling up each of his legs, then all of them at once, before stretching restlessly to be let down. Tony set him back on the bench, where he crouched cautiously before testing his balance.