"No," Tony admitted immediately, settling in with his head propped in one hand and ankles crossed like he might actually stay there for longer than it took for his nose to wrinkle briefly with the revelation that Felwinter didn't actually know the difference. He gave a quick, impatient nod at the greeting, though did glance around then trying to figure out what was actually out of place, part of the dream, and not part of Felwinter's real environment. It did make sense that this was where he kept himself. Even the weird parts.

That was about as long as Tony could keep still, and he was up and moving again by the time he conceded to ask, "Is it always like this?," both hands flung out to gesture at the...everything. Stalking across the room then just made sense, of course, Felwinter had practically invited him to help himself, and that big hunk of metal made for something of a focal point in the decor.