"Honestly, I was kind of hoping you were a bit of a techno-supremacist, now I know it's just me you have a problem with..." Tony interrupted, eyes rolling and mouth twisted to the side, and might have almost regretted talking over Cayde and the twins reveal. He snorted, eyebrows raised with affectionate surprise for what finally sounded to him like a very mundane hobby among all of Cayde's vague allusions to cowboying across the galaxy and the apocalypse. "I did, it was very tender with a sheet of glass between us, I've never been more in love--" he rushed through very carelessly so he could say instead, "You know, I'm always really distracted when you talk about eating, like there's something deliberately perverse about it, it makes you seem less relatable, somehow, but this is very human. Is that weird? It's probably weird."