He gave the metal a brief frown, and swept over it with his flesh hand before taking a seat. It was hard, making his stiff posture that much more noticeable, along with the way it softened some at Tony's comment.

"Do I?" he asked, flashing him a doubtful smile. Well he had some practice. "It's cause I know just how crazy I am. I don't waste my time trying to pretend I'm not."