If the room felt like fear before, it felt like borderline terror now with this new guest. One guest that looked so much like a man in one of these memories. The guest he had been both avoiding and trying to get an actual glimpse of in the city. Always from a distance though, it felt like too much of a risk if York got too close.
Tony's blue eyes were met with York's own, even as the former's traced the wires that were plunged somewhere into the back of his system. System anchors, in case he ever found a way to leave.
York couldn't find it himself to make biting lines like he had with others. Exposed wires sparked around both of them as the android pressed against the walls. Unlike other visitors, York was afraid of Tony. Visibly afraid, especially as the other sauntered forward like he owned the place.
But York's Tony did. And York's brain was having trouble processing the differences between his creator and this man.
"What the fuck are you doing here? You've done enough to me! You don't need to be here, ge͏͘t̡͡͞ ó͢͠ú͏t d̡̢́͞ą̸̴̨͢d̢̡̨͠͠." Teal eyes dart from the shell casings down to the tablet. To the hoodie. He didn't want this Tony to see anything but if he tried to close any distance between them too quickly, the anchoring program would reel him back in.
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Tony's blue eyes were met with York's own, even as the former's traced the wires that were plunged somewhere into the back of his system. System anchors, in case he ever found a way to leave.
York couldn't find it himself to make biting lines like he had with others. Exposed wires sparked around both of them as the android pressed against the walls. Unlike other visitors, York was afraid of Tony. Visibly afraid, especially as the other sauntered forward like he owned the place.
But York's Tony did. And York's brain was having trouble processing the differences between his creator and this man.
"What the fuck are you doing here? You've done enough to me! You don't need to be here, ge͏͘t̡͡͞ ó͢͠ú͏t d̡̢́͞ą̸̴̨͢d̢̡̨͠͠." Teal eyes dart from the shell casings down to the tablet. To the hoodie. He didn't want this Tony to see anything but if he tried to close any distance between them too quickly, the anchoring program would reel him back in.