That was an incredibly awkward pause, making Tony's jaw clench as he tried very hard not to fill the silence with further embarrassing sharing because whatever was on the tip of his tongue could not be trusted. His shoulders dropped with some relief as Felwinter turned back to their project, and he looked around at the indicated mess with some surprise, like he still didn't think it was noticeable enough to remark on. There was more interesting stuff on the floor in the mess of the forge. He was happy to report, though, "Oh, definitely," sweeping over to pluck up one of the balls that so far had been there to trip on and help break a tailbone or two. It was colourful and highly polished, and clearly heavy as Tony gave it a toss and it slapped back down into his hand. "It's for the Hunter," he teased Felspring. "Said he would really get a kick out of me hustling him at pool, and I'm always open to helping people indulge in their pleasures." Okay, Cayde might not have said that exactly, but the Deep End could use one more reason to get fiery over a dirty bet. Tony might even be able to spend some time there now, maybe, as long as the sun was still up.